trepidatiously yours
Saturday, November 7, 2020
too hot to handle, purpose of pain
The bare hand grasps
Hot iron handle.
Suddenly loss of the sauce,
The mess dropping it will make,
Are both an exchange,
You gladly will make.
Psalms 119:71
[71] It is good for me that I was afflicted, that I might learn your statutes. (ESV)
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