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| I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul. I cried unto Thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living. Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise Thy name. (Psa. 142:4‑5,7) |
| The prison walls surround you; No human help is nigh, But blest is the assurance Your Savior reigns on high. |
| When shadowed in the darkness, And pressed by every foe, Then let your gladdest carols And sweetest anthems flow. |
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| Christians Daily Calendar Blog by Bible Truth Publishers |