Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. Do not be angry beyond measure, Lord; do not remember our sins forever. Oh, look on us, we pray, for we are all your people.
Thank You, Alamo-Girl, For Your Prayers For The Peace of Jerusalem, For Our FRiends in Need, For Persecuted Believers, and For Our Beloved Nation.
Blessings to All Who Visit This Garden of Prayer
ML/LTOS (El Kabong)
10 posted on 08/27/2012 8:16:36 AM PDT by left that other site
(Worry is the Darkroom that Develops Negatives.)