Thursday, September 3, 2009

A Word from the Lord

Psa 131 A Song of degrees; of David. O Jehovah, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes lofty; nor have I walked in great things, nor in things too wondrous for me.
Surely I have behaved and have quieted my soul, as one weaned by its mother; my soul on me is like one weaned.
Let Israel hope in Jehovah from this moment and forever.

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