I remember the first time I heard the C-word used to translate the Bible. I almost fell out of my chair.
It was my first semester of graduate school. Like most people, I was conditioned to embrace a sanitized Bible, scrubbed clean of profanity and indecency. To that point I conceived of God as a teetotaling southern gentleman, brash in deed but decorous of speech. Naturally, I was shocked to hear such an abrasive term used to render the Divine Word into the English tongue.
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