Grieving this morning. Goodness, grieving for weeks and so thankful for this relief today for Papa Forrest - even while we weep and weep. God is surely a strong fortress to run into and hide - His mercy astounds me - more, the way He reveals His mercy when we cry out to him. Help!
Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart;
Dissolved by Thy goodness, I fall to the ground,
And weep to the praise of the mercy I’ve found.
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