Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Psalm 126:5
With every bitter tear I weep
I feel you comfort me.
And though the tears well in my eyes
Til I can barely see,
I hold your promise in my heart
That, though my tears may fall,
You’ll turn my sorrow into joy
With which you’ll fill them all.
Psalm 126:5 Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy.
Tuched my heart. I invite you over!
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