Thursday, February 25, 2016

He has made me eat gravel ...

trampled me into the dust ...

I had rather one day in your courts
than a thousand elsewhere;
I had rather lie abject at the threshold of the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of the wicked. - Ps. 84

To put one’s mouth in the dust
there may yet be hope ...
To offer one’s cheek to be struck,
to be filled with disgrace. - Lamentation 3

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