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My Upper Room · August 3 · 2 min

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https://rss.com/podcasts/myupperroom/?via=ILYFAva-Charlotte Story by Dickson Okorafor, Anambra State, Nigeria Music "Wisps of Whorls" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Psalm 40:1-5 40 I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. 2 He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. 3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord. 4 Blessed is that man that maketh the Lord his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies. 5 Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered. Read full chapter For prints, posters and more visit: https://fineartamerica.com/profiles/noel-hoines and https://noel-hoines.pixels.com/ Thank you!

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https://rss.com/podcasts/myupperroom/?via=ILYFAva-Charlotte

Story by Dickson Okorafor, Anambra State, Nigeria

Music "Wisps of Whorls" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

Psalm 40:1-5

40 I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

2 He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.

4 Blessed is that man that maketh the Lord his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.

5 Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

Read full chapter

For prints, posters and more visit:

https://fineartamerica.com/profiles/noel-hoines

and

https://noel-hoines.pixels.com/

Thank you!

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