Wednesday, March 20, 2013

My soul is feasted with marrow and fat,
and my mouth praises You with joyful lips,
when I think of You upon my bed,
and meditate on You
           in the watches of the night,
for You have been My help,
and in the shadow of Your wings
            I sing for joy.

                       Psalm 63. 5-7

(Dwell on God and His goodness
    instead of worry and fear.
       Praise conquers dismay.)

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