The Wanderer

As I walked through the wilderness of this world …

Days like grass

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As for man, his days are like grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes. For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear him, and his righteousness to children’s children, to such as keep his covenant, and to those who remember his commandments to do them. (Ps 103.15-18

HT: GB

Written by Jeremy Walker

Thursday 4 August 2011 at 08:04

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