Saturday, December 5, 2020

Dust

"My whole being, praise the Lord! My whole being, praise his holy name!" Psalm 103:1.

All that is within me: bless his holy name! O soul of mine: don't forget all his kindnesses. Remember his forgiveness. Remember his healings. Remember how he delivered you from the pit. O soul of mine: remember his steadfast love, his mercy. Remember the refreshing good he gave. Remember, he moved my transgressions as far away as the skies are from earth. As far as the east is from the west. O Lord God: you know that I'm made of dust. You know my days are like a wildflower - here and then gone, and nobody remembers where it was any more. But your love is from eternity past through eternity future. Let me honor you and keep covenant with you. Your throne, O God, your kingdom in the skies rules over all.

With a brother or sister, today, we share in remembering God's mighty works in our lives. And, together, with all that we are, we give praise and thanks.

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