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A French girl of fourteen appeared before Napoleon, and casting herself at his feet, cried, "Pardon, sire! pardon for my father!" "And who is your father?" asked Napoleon, "and who are you?" "My name is Lajolia," she said, and with flowing tears added, "but, sire, my father is doomed to die." "Ah, young lady," replied Napoleon, "I can do nothing for you. It is the second time your father has been found guilty against the State." "Alas!" exclaimed the poor girl, "I know it, sire; but I do not ask for justice, I implore pardon. I beseech you to forgive my father!" After a momentary struggle of feeling, Napoleon gently took the hand of the young maiden, and said, "Well, my child, for your sake I will pardon your father. That is enough. Now leave me."

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KJV: In whom we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins:

WEB: in whom we have our redemption, the forgiveness of our sins;