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Psalm 142:5-7 I cry to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion

in the land of the living." Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need;

rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. Set me

free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will

gather about me because of your goodness to me.

Thank you Lord for the comfort that you bring to me. Sometimes you seem so far away, but then you remind me that you are still with me. I can praise you in the storms of life, most of which are invisible. Not only are you there with me, but you shield me. You are my only source of peace.

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