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“Those who trust in the LordAre like Mount Zion, which cannot be moved, but remains forever.As the mountains surround Jerusalem,So the Lord surrounds His peopleFrom this time and forever.” “For the scepter of wickedness will not rest upon the land of the righteous,So that the righteous will not extend their hands to injustice.Do good, Lord,
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““Had it not been the Lord who was on our side,”Let Israel say,“Had it not been the Lord who was on our sideWhen people rose up against us,” “Then they would have swallowed us alive,When their anger was kindled against us;Then the waters would have flooded over us,The stream would have swept over our souls;Then
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When the words “Rest in Peace,” “Charlie Kirk,” and “10.14.1993 – 9.10.25” appeared on my social media feed, I couldn’t believe it. I immediately dove into every detail about what had happened, trying to make sense of it all. The gravity of the news was palpable — and the hunger of grief, insatiable. My familiarity
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“To You I have raised my eyes,You who are enthroned in the heavens!Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master,As the eyes of a female servant to the hand of her mistress,So our eyes look to the Lord our God,Until He is gracious to us.” “Be gracious to us, Lord,
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“I was glad when they said to me,‘Let’s go to the house of the Lord.’Our feet are standingWithin your gates, Jerusalem,” “Jerusalem, that has been builtAs a city that is firmly joined together;To which the tribes go up, the tribes of the Lord—An ordinance for Israel—To give thanks to the name of the Lord.” “For
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“I will raise my eyes to the mountains;From where will my help come?My help comes from the Lord,Who made heaven and earth.” “He will not allow your foot to slip;He who watches over you will not slumber.Behold, He who watches over IsraelWill neither slumber nor sleep.” “The Lord is your protector;The Lord is your shade
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“I cried to the Lord in my trouble,And He answered me.Rescue my soul, Lord, from lying lips,From a deceitful tongue.” “What will He give to you, and what more will be done to you,You deceitful tongue?Sharp arrows of the warrior,With the burning coals of the broom tree.” “Woe to me, for I live in Meshech,For
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TIME FOR PROVIDENCE 