I pray.
Ps. 46. God is our refuge and our
strength, an ever-present help in distress. Therefore, we fear not, though the
earth be shaken and mountains plunge into the depths of the sea; Though its
waters rage and foam and the mountains quake at its surging. The LORD of hosts
is with us; our stronghold is the God of Jacob. There is a stream whose runlets
gladden the city of God, the holy dwelling of the Most High. God is in its
midst; it shall not be disturbed; God will help it at the break of dawn. Though
nations are in turmoil, kingdoms totter, his voice resounds, the earth melts
away, The LORD of hosts is with us; our stronghold is the God of Jacob. Come,
behold the works of the Lord,
what desolations he hath made in the earth. He maketh wars to cease unto the
end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he
burneth the chariot in the fire. Be still, and know that I am God: I will be
exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth. The Lord of hosts is with us; our
stronghold is the God of Jacob. Amen.
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