Monday, March 12, 2012

When there are no words...


        O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
                        my soul thirsts for you;
        my flesh faints for you,
                        as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
        So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,
                        beholding your power and glory.
        Because your steadfast love is better than life,
                        my lips will praise you.
        So I will bless you as long as I live;
                        in your name I will lift up my hands.

        My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food,
                        and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,
        when I remember 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 will sing for joy.
        My soul clings to you;
                        your right hand upholds me.



To God Alone be the Glory

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