Musings and ponderings

Like a wineskine in the smoke

81 My soul languishes for Your salvation; I wait for Your word. 82 My eyes fail with longing for Your word, While I say, “When will You comfort me?” 83 Though I have become like a wineskin in the smoke, I do not forget Your statutes. Dry, cracked, worn-out. Precious God, I feel like a wine-skin in theContinue reading “Like a wineskine in the smoke”