Saturday
"Ohhhhhhh death....Oooooohhhhhhhh death...won't you spare me over 'till another year..."
Psalm 94
17 Unless the LORD had given me help,
I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death.
18 When I said, "My foot is slipping,"
your love, O LORD, supported me.
19 When anxiety was great within me,
your consolation brought joy to my soul.
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