It was drizzling cold, with cool breeze brush through my face, im not sure how long i have been up here on this hill, but i have found a place... a place for me to cool down...
It was drizzle rain, I don't even know which one is the droplet from the sky... or izit from my eyes.. There was no one in this park, there were only voices... voices from the sky, voices from the surrounding beauty nature. I sat on the pave way, not concerning if i would soak myself in rain, i cried out loud to the Lord...
It was drizzle rain, I don't even know which one is the droplet from the sky... or izit from my eyes.. There was no one in this park, there were only voices... voices from the sky, voices from the surrounding beauty nature. I sat on the pave way, not concerning if i would soak myself in rain, i cried out loud to the Lord...
Psalm 34:18
"The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. "
Psalm 91:2
"I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust."
My Hiding Place, to seek Him,
My place of Safety..
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