Posted by: jakinnan | September 29, 2015

09/29/2015 Scripture

forestwalk

My heart pounds in my chest.
    The terror of death assaults me.
Fear and trembling overwhelm me,
    and I can’t stop shaking.
Oh, that I had wings like a dove;
    then I would fly away and rest!
I would fly far away
    to the quiet of the wilderness.

How quickly I would escape—
    far from this wild storm of hatred.

-Psalms 55:4-8 NLT


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