The only reason that the devil can read scripture, is that it was written with him in mind. — Anthony T. Hincks
The only reason that the devil can read scripture, is that it was written with him in mind. — Anthony T. Hincks
The only reason that the devil can read scripture, is that it was written with him in mind. — Anthony T. Hincks
The only reason that the devil can read scripture, is that it was written with him in mind. — Anthony T. Hincks
The only reason that the devil can read scripture, is that it was written with him in mind. — Anthony T. Hincks
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The only reason that the devil can read scripture, is that it was written with him in mind.

— Anthony T. Hincks
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