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Christians and Muslims, we have many things in common, as believers and as human beings. We live in the same world, marked by many signs of hope, but also by multiple signs of anguish. For us, Abraham is a very model of faith in God, of submission to his will and of confidence in his goodness. We believe in the same God, the one God, the living God, the God who created the world and brings his creatures to their perfection.
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Address to young Muslims in Casablanca on 19 August 1985, during the pope's apostolic journey to Morocco
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Source: Libreria Editrice Vaticana

 

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