God, listen to me shout, bend an ear to my prayer. . . You've always given me breathing room, a place to get away from it all...... And I'll be the poet who sings Your glory!
Psalm 61:1, 3, 8 The Message
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Thursday, September 20, 2012
Healer
LORD, You alone are my portion and my cup, You make my lot secure.
Psalm 16:5
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