Many, O Lord my God, are they wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to usward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered. (v5)
Lemme count my many many many blessings. Was feeling a bit down at a certain point this week... thinking that if X had happened earlier, it would have been great- then a friend reminded me that I was to give thanks because God has placed things in His own time.
Many, O Lord my God, are they wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to usward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered. (v5)
Lemme count my many many many blessings. Was feeling a bit down at a certain point this week... thinking that if X had happened earlier, it would have been great- then a friend reminded me that I was to give thanks because God has placed things in His own time.
Although the fig tree shall not blossom
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
This lullaby is only a few words
A simple run of chords
Quiet here in this spare room
But you can hear it, hear it
Wherever you may go
I will let you down
But this lullaby plays on
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Psalm 40
Many, O Lord my God, are they wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to usward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered. (v5)
