My ears are filled with the sounds of promise:
"Good people will prosper like palm trees,
Grow tall like Lebanon cedars;
transplanted to God's courtyard,
They'll grow tall in the presence of God,
lithe and green, virile still in old age."
Such witnesses to upright God!
My Mountain, my huge, holy Mountain!
Psalm 92: 11-15
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