Psalms: Psalm 142 by ric gustafson
I cry aloud to the Lord. I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. I pour out before him my complaint. Before him I tell my trouble. When my spirit grows faint within me. It is you who watch over my way. In the path where I walk. People have hidden a snare for me. There is no one at my right hand. No one is concerned for me. I have no refuge. No one cares for my life. I cry to you Lord. You are my refuge. My portion in the land of the living.
What lies heavy on your heart and mind?. Do we pretend everything is fine?. How has God provided for you?.
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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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