Life is like a flower blooming on the grave that claims it due...
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Life is like a flower blooming on the grave that claims it due...
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Psalm 139:1-6 & 13-18
O LORD, You have searched me
2You know when I sit and when I rise;
You understand my thoughts from afar.
3You search out my path and my lying down;
4Even before a word is on my tongue,
You know all about it, O LORD.
5You hem me in behind and before;
You have laid Your hand upon me.
6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain...
For You formed my inmost being;a
You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14I praise You,
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Marvelous are Your works,
15My frame was not hidden from You
when I was made in secret,
when I was woven together
16Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all my days were written in Your book
and ordained for me
before one of them came to be...
How precious to me are Your thoughts,b O God,
18If I were to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand;
and when I awake,
I am still with You.
for this snow-soft winter morning, I thank-you Lord...🎜🎝
Ps.63:1-8
O God, You are my God.
Earnestly I seek You;
my soul thirsts for You.
My body yearns for You
in a dry and weary land without water.
2So I have seen You in the sanctuary
and beheld Your power and glory.
3Because Your loving devotion is better than life,
4So I will bless You as long as I live;
in Your name I will lift my hands.
5My soul is satisfied as with the richest of foods;
with joyful lips my mouth will praise You.
6When I remember You on my bed,
I think of You through the watches of the night.
7For You are my help;
I will sing for joy in the shadow of Your wings.
8My soul clings to You;
Your right hand upholds me.
A portion of some Psalm-reading...
from chapters 16-20...
and today's devotion from My Utmost for His Highest,