A guest Post by: Debbie Yohn A song of ascents. Of David. 1 My heart is not proud, Lord, my eyes are not haughty;I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me.2 But I have calmed and quieted myself, I am like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child I amContinue reading “Calm as a Weaned child”
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