{"id":"01KG6JGTE2EW3KZ8H2BKMKN3BZ","cid":"bafkreidck6rfaxyinq52shhfshmhoeugihjxjipc6sjksf6pqr4yzmci5e","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreie4konrun2nk6ehvgtw7o52xbkgq3hwt54emjm4l4mltb7zj6d4fy","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"confessionsofsaugu00augu_page_0033.jpg","height":2325,"key":"pdf-page-1769747276329-njixzvh5q4","label":"confessionsofsaugu00augu_page_0033.jpg","ocr_model":"mistral-ocr-latest","page_number":33,"pdf_type":"scanned","size":675482,"text":"The Confessions of S. Augustine. 7\n\nfor signs, whereby to make known my feelings to others. Whence could such a living thing be, save from Thee, Lord? Shall any be artificer to fashion himself? or can there elsewhere be derived any vein, through which being and life may flow into us, except that “Thou makest us,” O Lord; and “to be” and “to live” are all one to Thee: since Thou Thyself art supremely Being, and supremely Life. “For Thou art most high, and Thou changest not” (Mal. iii. 6), neither in Thee doth to-day come to a close; yet in Thee doth it come to a close; because all such things also are in Thee. For they had no way to pass away, unless Thou didst sustain them. And since “Thy years fail not” (Ps. cii. 27), Thy years are one to-day. How many of ours and our fathers’ days have passed away through Thy “to-day,” and from it received the measures and the manner of their existence; and others still shall pass away, and so receive the degree of their being. But “Thou art the same” (Ps. cii. 27), and all things of to-morrow, and beyond it, and all of yesterday, and before it, to-day shalt Thou do, to-day hast Thou done. What is it to me, though any comprehend not this? Let him too rejoice and say, “What thing is this” (Ex. xvi. 15). Let him too rejoice thus; that he may choose rather by not finding them to find Thee, than by finding them not to find Thee.\n\n## CHAPTER VII.\n\n*He proves that even Infancy is prone to sin.*\n\n**H**EAR, O God. Alas, for man’s sins! So saith man, and Thou hast pity on him; since Thou hast made him, but madest not the sin in him. Who remindeth me of the sin of my infancy? for in Thy sight none is “clean from sin,” not even the infant whose life on earth is but a day. Who remindeth me? doth not each little infant, in whom I see what I remember not about myself? But in what did I then sin? was it that wailing I longed for the breast? for should I now so long, not for the breast, but for food convenient for my age, most justly should I be laughed at and blamed. What I then did was deserving of blame;","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-30T04:34:57.814Z","text_extracted_by":"ocr-service","text_has_content":true,"text_images_count":0,"text_source":"ocr","uploaded":true,"width":1438},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KFHJYGN61HMRF0HC1PH1V32Z","predicate":"derived_from"},{"peer":"01KFF1K6A8V452X8SQKY55DD16","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG6JGTDQMBYWP43NR9WES540","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG6JGTE2SPWJMS513CBD6GD5","predicate":"next"},{"peer":"01KG6JNTWHGNDDHH98Y1HPFXE1","peer_label":"confessionsofsaugu00augu_page_0033_medium.jpg","peer_type":"file","predicate":"has_derivative"},{"peer":"01KG6JNXNA2J8YRZKS66TC3MGG","peer_label":"confessionsofsaugu00augu_page_0033_thumb.jpg","peer_type":"file","predicate":"has_derivative"}],"ver":9,"created_at":"2026-01-30T04:27:58.274Z","ts":"2026-01-30T04:51:41.742Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFFH6ETXGRVD10WPNP3007D6"}}