Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

In Love with His Word

By your words I can see where I'm going; they throw a beam of light on my dark path.  I've committed myself and I'll never turn back from living by your righteous order.  Everything's falling apart on me, God; put me together with your Word.  Festoon  me with your finest sayings, God; teach me your holy rules.  My life is as close as my own hands, but I don't forget what you have revealed.  The wicked do their best to throw me off track,  but I don't swerve an inch from your course.  I inherited your book on living; it's mine forever - what a gift!  And how happy it makes me!
 ~Psalm 119:105-112 MSG

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