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Psalm 116:1,6,15 #815
I love the Lord because he hears and answers my prayers. Because he bends down and listens, I will pray as long as I have breath! The Lord protects those of childlike faith. The Lord's loved ones are precious to him; it grieves him when they die.
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Psalm 78:4 & 7 #1216
We will not hide these truths
From our children
But will tell the next generation
About the glorious deeds of the Lord
So each generation
Can set its hope
Anew on God
Remembering His glorious miracles
And obeying His commands
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Psalm 104:24-31 #1108
The Lord rejoices in all he has made.
O Lord, what a variety of things you have made.
In wisdom you have made them all.
The earth is full of your creatures.
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Psalm 67:2-4 #472
May your ways be known throughout the earth, your saving power among people everywhere. May the nations praise you, O God. Yes, may all the nations praise you. How glad the nations will be, singing for joy, because you govern them with justice and direct the actions of the whole world.
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Psalm 128:1-4 #411
Blessings on all who reverence and trust the Lord - on all who obey him. Their reward shall be prosperity and happiness. Your wife shall be contented in your home. And look at all those children! There they sit around the dinner table as vigorous and healthy as young olive trees. That is God's reward to those who reverence him.
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Psalm 91:1-4 #2012
Those who live in the shelter of the Most High
will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
This I declare of the Lord:
He alone is my refuge, my place of safety,
he is my God, and I am trusting him.
For he will rescue you from every trap
and protect you from the fatal plague.
He will shield you with his wings.
He will shelter you with his feathers.
His faithful promises are your armor and protection.
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Psalm 139:1,13-17 #476
O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous -- and how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. How precious are your thoughts about me, O Go
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Psalm 23 B #3105
The Lord is my shepherd
I have all that I need.
He lets me rest in green meadows
He leads me beside peaceful streams.
He renews my strength.
He guides me along right paths,
bringing honor to His name.
I will not be afraid for you are close beside me.
Your rod and staff protect and comfort me.
Your prepare a feast for me in the presence of my enemies.
You honor me by anointing my head with oil.
My cup overflows with blessings...
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Psalm 150:3-6 #328
Praise him with a blast of the trumpet praise him with the lyre and harp! Praise him with the tambourine and dancing praise him with stringed instruments and flutes! Praise him with a clash of cymbals praise him with loud clanging cymbals. Let everything that lives sing praises to the Lord!
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Psalm 91:1-4 #415
Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. This I declare of the LORD: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is my God, and I am trusting him. For he will rescue you from every trap and protect you from the fatal plague. He will shield you with his wings. He will shelter you with his feathers. His faithful promises are your armor and protection. Available as: Archival, signed and numbered print and Poster Print.
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Psalm 127:1-5 #366
Unless the Lord builds a house, the work of the builders is useless. Unless the Lord protects a city, guarding it with sentries will do no good. It is useless for you to work so hard from early morning until late at night, anxiously working for food to eat for God gives rest to his loved ones. Children are a gift from the Lord they are a reward from him. Children born to a young man are like sharp arrows in a warrior's hands. How happy is the man whose quiver is full of them!
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