Thoughts of Grace

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Good Afternoon

Psalm 121
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills,
from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord,
which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved:
he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is thy keeper:
the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil:
he shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out
and thy coming in from this time forth,
and even for evermore.

Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
The storms are raging on God’s deep—
God’s deep, not thine; be still and sleep.

Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
God’s hands shall still the tempter’s sweep
God’s hands, not thine; be still and sleep.

Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
God’s love is strong while night hours
God’s love, not thine; be still and sleep.

Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
God’s heaven will comfort those who weep—
God’s heaven, not thine; be still and sleep.”
–Madame Guyon

Be still and sleep . . . Tonight
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie