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He heals the heartbroken and bandages their wounds. He counts the stars and assigns each a name. Our Lord is great, with limitless strength; we'll never comprehend what he knows and does.
Psalm 147:3-5
i wish i can rip my heart out,
put it in a container and freeze it.
without dying.
its so painful.
and it just got worst.
when, Lord?
WHEN?!
when are You ever coming back!
Psalm 147:3-5
i wish i can rip my heart out,
put it in a container and freeze it.
without dying.
its so painful.
and it just got worst.
when, Lord?
WHEN?!
when are You ever coming back!
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