From: perry.winkle@holyspirit.cc   
      
   Lamentations Chapter: 1   
      
   16 For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water;   
   Because the   
   comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are   
   desolate, because   
   the enemy hath prevailed.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)