Sunday, December 9, 2012

Psalm 120

"In my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he heard me.
 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
 I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war."

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"Seek ye the LORD while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near: For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts. For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater: So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it."
Isaiah 55:6,8-1