Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God. (Psalms 42:11)
My Prayer: Gracious Father, thank You for being my ever-present help in my time of need. You lift my countenance and fill my heart with everlasting delight and tranquility. Your greatness is unsearchable! Your love so unfathomable! May Your Name be lifted on high and praised forevermore!
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