B ut the tax collector, standing at a distance, would not even lift up his eyes to heaven, but kept striking his breast, saying, O God, be favorable (be gracious, be merciful) to me, the especially wicked sinner that I am!
那 税 吏 远 远 的 站 着 , 连 举 目 望 天 也 不 敢 , 只 捶 着 胸 说 : 神 阿 , 开 恩 可 怜 我 这 个 罪 人 !
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