My God In the day of sorrows, I will cry out unto the Lord, and from His throne, He will hear and He will send forth unto me help In the day of sickness, I will cry out unto the Lord, and from His throne He will hear, and He will send forth unto me help. How great and majestic are Your ways, for You hover about me Gentle and loving, but ready to stand guard, over any evil that comes to harm me. Like a mother hen, You tuck me in under Your wings. Keeping me safe and warm. Your eye never closes, nor do You turn Your head away. I am ever in line of Your eye. There is no height or depth that You cannot penetrate. Where can one hide from Your eye. And yet I fear when trouble comes, I feel helpless when sickness and sorrows come my way. How easy I can forget and I find I wallow in self-pity that trouble has come to hunt me down and then I remember and I call out unto You, You have send forth me help, even before I ask. What a loving God You are. To know that I quickly forget, yet You are always there, ready to protect and save. Blessed is the Lord. Amen and Amen
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 23:29:06 +0000
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