I will exhalt Jesus at all times: his praise will always be on my lips. My soul will boast in the Lord; let the afflicted hear and rejoice. Glorify the Lord with me; let us exalt his name together.
I sought the Lord, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame. This poor man (me) called and the Lord heard him; he saved him out of all his troubles. The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear him, and he saves them. Thanks God, were cool...
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
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