When I am poor and needy,
and my heart is wounded within me,
I look to you God to save me,
with your love and mercy.
For your love and your mercy,
is higher than the heavens,
reaching to the skies,
glorious and majestic are your deeds.
You are gracious and full of compassion,
your righteousness endures forever,
let your glory be over all the earth,
and your wonders to be remembered.
I will praise you Lord, now and forever,
from the rising of the sun,
to the place where it sets,
I will praise you in the multitude.
That they may know,
that it is your hand,
that you God,
have done it.
Monday, October 29, 2007
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