Treasures

Treasures

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How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You. ~Psalm 139:17-18 Reflected today on just how precious it is every uncountable time God thinks of us and blesses us. And this praise came to me that I wanted to express in a poem of praise. How beautiful are the unsearchable riches of Christ. All praise to the Lord God! Thank the Holy Spirit. For each and every incredibly special treasure He does in all our lives, each precious blessing. 💖 "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." ~John 3:16 "And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus." ~Philippians 4:19
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