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A man in a great social standing, how could he
get on his knees, and cry and beg out to God? Go
down the street, testifying? It would ruin, it
would spoil, his social standing. Who cares
about social standing? I want my standing in
glory. Amen. Name on the Book of Life, that's
what I want. Don't care nothing about your old
social standing. Take your upper crust; going
to be burnt into a crust, anyhow, so go on.
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