As I age, I am so forgetful and fragile, and my sin is so insidious. This verse is precisely why I need my God. Left to my own devices I would not even recognize my sin, but when my foot slips, He is there to hold me up. He cheers my soul.
Psalm 94:17-19
If the Lord had not been my help, my soul would soon have lived in the land of silence.
When I thought, “My foot slips,” your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up. When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul.
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