But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold. My foot hath held his steps, his way have I kept, and not declined.
But he knows where I am and what I’ve done. He can cross-examine me all he wants, and I’ll pass the test with honors. I’ve followed him closely, my feet in his footprints, not once swerving from his way. I’ve obeyed every word he’s spoken, and not just obeyed his advice—I’ve treasured it.
4 comments:
I hate that tried thing. Until after it's done.
Yep. It's a lot more fun having a testimony than getting one!
As always Reverend, words badly needed for today. Thank you.
I’m glad it was a timely word, my friend.
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