Psalm 21:6
Saturday, April 23, 2011
To the Chief Musican
Psalm 21:6
Sunday, April 3, 2011
The Prisoner's Prayer
I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication. I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble. When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
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