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As is my practice, last night before going to bed, I read the evening selection from Daily Light on the Daily Path:

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord. —PSA. 121:1,2.

As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the Lord is round about his people from henceforth even for ever.

Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God, until that he have mercy upon us. —Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.

O our God, wilt thou not judge them? for we have no might against this great company that cometh against us; neither know we what to do: but our eyes are upon thee. —Mine eyes are ever toward the Lord; for he shall pluck my feet out of the net. —Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Psa. 125:2. Psa. 123:1,2. -Psa. 63:7. II Chr. 20:12. -Psa. 25:15. -Psa. 124:8.

I should clarify that I turn to the Scriptures morning and evening, not because I am so holy and perfect, but because I am so needy in spirit (and other ways).

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  1. That was my Grandma’s favorite psalm. She grew up in an area surrounded by mountains, and, like you, she seemed to be always needing help. I always remember her when I hear this.
    I read yesterday of Ezekiel in the valley of dry bones. the Lord asked him, Can these bones live again? And he rightly answered, Only you know! What a wondrous God we serve and trust and put our hope in, who can raise an army from dry bones. Surely, he can supply all our needs, physical, emotional and spiritual.

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