Psalm 30:11-12 (The Message)

 11-12 You did it: you changed wild lament
      into whirling dance;
   You ripped off my black mourning band
      and decked me with wildflowers.
   I’m about to burst with song;
      I can’t keep quiet about you.
   God, my God,
      I can’t thank you enough.

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One Response to

  1. Roberta says:

    LOVE him! He made me smile SO many times while we were there. Great picture. 🙂

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