"I will sing praises to my God while I have my being," Psalm 146:2.
And we will not trust that this man or that man will save the nation. Because when the breath of this man or that man leaves him, he turns to dust. His plans dust away with him. But our help arises in the God of Jacob. Our hope is Jehovah God. God, maker of skies and seas and of all in them. God, who keeps faith forever. God, who executes justice for the oppressed. God, who gives food for hungry people. God, who sets free prisoners. God, who opens blind eyes. God, who lifts up the overburdened. God, who loves right-doing people. God, who watches over wanderers. God, who upholds widows and orphans. God, who thwarts the wicked. God, who reigns forever.
Joining with a brother or sister today, we speak praises to our God. We eschew trust in this man or that man. And, together in joy, we give thanks to God and to his Christ, the Lord, Jesus.
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