Monday, 29 August 2016
Wednesday, 24 August 2016
TODAY'S PSALMS
Psalm 4 English Standard Version (ESV)
Answer Me When I Call
To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.
4 Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness!
You have given me relief when I was in distress.
Be gracious to me and hear my prayer!
You have given me relief when I was in distress.
Be gracious to me and hear my prayer!
2 O men,[a] how long shall my honor be turned into shame?
How long will you love vain words and seek after lies? Selah
3 But know that the Lord has set apart the godly for himself;
the Lord hears when I call to him.
How long will you love vain words and seek after lies? Selah
3 But know that the Lord has set apart the godly for himself;
the Lord hears when I call to him.
4 Be angry,[b] and do not sin;
ponder in your own hearts on your beds, and be silent.Selah
5 Offer right sacrifices,
and put your trust in the Lord.
ponder in your own hearts on your beds, and be silent.Selah
5 Offer right sacrifices,
and put your trust in the Lord.
6 There are many who say, “Who will show us some good?
Lift up the light of your face upon us, O Lord!”
7 You have put more joy in my heart
than they have when their grain and wine abound.
Lift up the light of your face upon us, O Lord!”
7 You have put more joy in my heart
than they have when their grain and wine abound.
8 In peace I will both lie down and sleep;
for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety.
for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety.
Tuesday, 9 August 2016
JUST LOOKING!
Looking out my window,
once again,
watching birds fly,
to and fro they go,
some fly fast,
some fly slow.
A eagle, a mighty bird,
flies high in the sky,
and over in the pine,
I hear a blue jay cry,
rain, rain, I want rain.
A robin sings,
from it's perch,
on top of an aspen,
cheer-up, cheer-up.
From my window,
I have been taught,
by my feathered friends,
about God's creation,
His creation that never ends.
once again,
watching birds fly,
to and fro they go,
some fly fast,
some fly slow.
A eagle, a mighty bird,
flies high in the sky,
and over in the pine,
I hear a blue jay cry,
rain, rain, I want rain.
A robin sings,
from it's perch,
on top of an aspen,
cheer-up, cheer-up.
From my window,
I have been taught,
by my feathered friends,
about God's creation,
His creation that never ends.
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