Wednesday, August 8, 2012

the Rock that is higher

You turned my wailing into dancing; 
    you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, 
that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent.
    Lord my God, I will praise you forever.
psalm 30:11&12

this is my promise. this is my future.
every little thing is gonna be alright.

Hear my cry, O God; 
    listen to my prayer.

From the ends of the earth I call to you,
    I call as my heart grows faint; 
    lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For you have been my refuge, 
    a strong tower against the foe.

I long to dwell in your tent forever
    and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. 
For you, God, have heard my vows; 
    you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name.

Increase the days of the king’s life, 
    his years for many generations. 
May he be enthroned in God’s presence forever; 
    appoint your love and faithfulness to protect him.

Then I will ever sing in praise of your name 
and fulfill my vows day after day.

psalm 61

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