Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy
It does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude
It is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered
And it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil,
But rejoices with the truth. It always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres
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26 June
[ Sunday, February 24, 2008 ]
5:55 AM
1 I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy. 2 I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble. 3 When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way. In the path where I walk men have hidden a snare for me. 4 Look to my right and see; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life. 5 I cry to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living." 6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; ' rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. 7 Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.
Psalm 142
After reading everything, I only have this to say. Once best friends, always best friends no matter whether you hate/abhore me.
