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6.19.2007

Every Morning.

And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the Lord:
Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.
It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the Lord.


Lamentations 3:18-26

2 comments:

Kelly said...

That there be a good'n....

Welcome back, kin-ish type friend!

tesiamaria said...

"Kin-ish type friend"...

I like it Kel!