A Meditation on Psalm 119:169-176
Lord, I look back on the principles you've taught me and my chin quivers as I praise you. I see where you have led and my heart cries out for your glory. I cry for your grace to be even more evident in me. Your hand is not too short to save, or too weak to grasp. I am yours. Place your hand on me. Save me from the urges that seek my destruction. Your word is powerful and will save me. I cry out- I call out, I praise with all my heart for what you've done, what you are doing, and what your word can do!
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