Wednesday, November 2, 2016

troublé

Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.

Lamentations 2:11 King James Version


Finally, let's go over trouble (if even ever so briefly on this pass - there is so much of it!)

Praise the LORD.


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