If I were to write of all the evil done and spoken in this evil age, I would distress myself and you. But let God be our refuge and our strength–in the words of this old hymn, “Like a river glorious.”
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High. God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved. God shall help her, and that right early. Psalm 46:4-5
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Thank you, Lee. A perfect respite from the cares of this world.