How lovely is your dwelling place, O LORD Almighty! My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young— a place near your altar, O LORD Almighty, my King and my God. Ps. 84
O LORD, I call to you; come quickly to me. May my prayer be set before you like incense;
may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice.
Ps. 141:1,2
posted by Islandsparrow at 7/10/2006 01:13:00 a.m.
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