It was about the sixth hour In Nablus, in the West bank A wayworn traveler hungry and thirsty resting upon a well-curb Asks to be given some water Sitting next to the winch and the bucket at Jacob’s well, at the Well of Sychar at a deep well hewn of solid rock near the site […]

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