Psalms 42:8:
"The Lord shows His true love every day. At night I have a song, and I pray to my living God."
Only a dastardly coward would come at your night hour to cause you anguish of soul. A foul player, but, the Lord will show you His power of might, and before you go to lay your head down on that soft pillar of comfort, clear the slate. Sing a song of praise for all that He has done to make your life safe.
Speak to doubtful thoughts, tell them of your blessed assurance, sing it and believe it. Sing like you value the true and pure of love and His already Planned out story about you in the foundations of time. He has had no ill planned for you all this time. He only has your best outlined.
"Come into His Arms, O weary one,
For He has already gave His Song
He joyfully sung.
Give Him 'All Things'
Let marvel shoot up as
an April Spring,
Blooming, flouring off Jesus'
Smiling glory Light.
He will make 'All Things' Right.
Sing, Sing the Love Song
That chases dastardly night
Coward's from His Sight." By PJCopty on 2/08/2009
PJCopty's Corner "That Way" manual Segment 4:
2/08/2008
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