“Remember the word unto thy servant, upon which thou hast caused me to hope.”—Psalm 119:49 Some nights feel longer than others. Not because of the hours on the clock, but because of the weight on your heart. Worry keeps you awake. Grief settles in. Prayers go unanswered, and silence seems to stretch out like a …
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“Let thy mercies come also unto me, O Lord, even thy salvation, according to thy word.” — Psalm 119:41 Some prayers feel more like pleas, don’t they? The psalmist doesn’t begin with confidence. He begins with a cry: “Let thy mercies come also unto me, O Lord.” It’s the voice of someone waiting on God’s …
There are moments in life—maybe you’ve lived one recently—when the soul feels like it’s sagging under the weight of sorrow, when your prayers barely make it past your lips, and your hope has all but dried up. That’s where the psalmist is in Psalm 119:25. He’s not soaring. He’s not standing tall. He’s flat on …
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The people stood in the rain, shivering—not just from the cold, but from the weight of what they had done. They had wandered from God. Again. They had intermarried with foreign nations, blending their worship with the idols of the land. They had compromised. And now, standing before Ezra, they felt the full weight of …
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