...mended wings and a paper heart...

a humble altar in thoughts and text

Sunday, November 21, 2004

joy and a song

last night, the God of all comfort wrapped me in his word and sang me to sleep.

"Indeed, the Lord will comfort Zion, He will comfort all her waste places. And her wilderness He will make like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the LORD; joy and gladness will be found in her, thanksgiving and sound of a melody." -Isaiah 51:3

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