Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Grateful






“You did it: you changed my 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.”

Psalm 30: 11-12, (MSG)

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