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Apr. 28th, 2002 11:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My mom e-mailed me about Olive’s funeral. (Olive was the 92-year-old woman who died last Wednesday.) It sounds really wonderful and made me sorry i wasn’t there. Olive was a really wonderful lady. It makes me sad when these people die, but it also reminds me how much good one person can do in a lifetime. Insert cheesy “It inspires me...” here.
Psalm 121
A song of ascents.
I lift up my eyes to the hills-
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip-
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you-
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm-
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
Psalm 121
A song of ascents.
I lift up my eyes to the hills-
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip-
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you-
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm-
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.