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| The sorrows of death compassed me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid. In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry came before Him, even into His ears. (Psa. 18:4,6) |
| The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him, and delivereth them. (Psa. 34:7) |
| The billows that guarded my sea-girt path But carried my Lord on their crest; When I dwell on the days of my wilderness march, I can lean on His love for the rest; Like the golden pot of the wilderness bread Laid up with the blossoming rod, All safe in the ark with the law of the Lord Is the wonderful care of my God. |
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| Christians Daily Calendar Blog by Bible Truth Publishers |