listen to my prayer.
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
lead me to a rock that is higher than I.
For you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the foe.
I long to dwell in your tent forever
and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.
NIV: Psalm 61:1-4photo credit: Freida
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