Saturday, June 21, 2014

sometimes i pray the psalms.


Lord, hear my prayer, listen to my cry for mercy;


in Your faithfulness and righteousness, come to my relief.


I spread out my hands to You; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land.


Free me from the trap that is set for me ...


Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning…



(Psalm 143:1, 6;  Psalm 31:4; Psalm 30:5)



8 comments:

Jennifer Richardson said...

yes, yes...a million yeses:)
thanks for this nourishing share,
Jennifer

Beth said...

Gorgeous photos and beautiful scripture. :>)

Debbie D. said...

And when that joy comes in the morning, "reach out your hands and take it"!

S. Etole said...

Illustrated so well. That last photo so delicate.

Linda said...

Precious words of scripture beautifully illustrated. Thank you for sharing.

ayala said...

Gorgeous!

Laura Delegal - Leroy Photography said...

The colors are fantastic. The words are always comforting -- He is faithful.

♥ tinyWOOLF ♥ said...

images talk louder than words. you know me... n♥