Wednesday, September 24, 2014

I feel often as the Psalmist does, poor, needy and brokenhearted. And then right around the corner is joy. Ask for mercy, it is powerful stuff.

Psalm 109:21-22
Granddaughter Helen jumping for joy!
But You, O GOD the Lord,
Deal with me for Your name’s sake;
Because Your mercy is good, deliver me.
For I am poor and needy,
And my heart is wounded within me.

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