Oh Lord, the little blessings fall
Like raindrops from the sky
And scatter on the barren ground,
Refreshing what was dry.
And blossoms with delight
Thanks to the blessings of Your grace.
I grow, Lord, in Your Light.
What kind of love can offer me
Such grace and such blessing
That, from a withered, broken soul,
New life and hope can spring!
2 Corinthians 4:16
So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.
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