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If I'm not carved on the palms of God's hands, I'll eat your hat! By Rebecca Bryant Hervey "Shout for joy, O heavens, rejoice, O earth; burst into song, O mountains! For the Lord comforts His people and will have compassion on His afflicted ones. But Zion said, "The Lord has forsaken me, the Lord "Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! See? I have engraved you on the palms of My
hands; It’s happening again... that delightful ‘knowing’ that another book has come forth to me with the Lord’s inspiration! He always gives the title first. The rest flows like a stream down a mountainside. May this stream water your dry places. |
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