Friday, September 11, 2015

Psalm 61:1-5

Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.  From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.  For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe.  I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.  For you have heard my vows, O God; you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name.  


2 Comments:

At 8:32 PM, Anonymous Cindy Waldron said...

God see you. He hears you. He hurts with you. He loves you. Me, too . . . . .

 
At 8:58 AM, Blogger Stahlkes said...

Thank you very much, Cindy.

 

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