O may the righteous, when I stray,
Smite, and reprove my wand’ring way!
Their gentle words, like ointment shed,
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.

Psalm 141 Poetry
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O may the righteous, when I stray,
Smite, and reprove my wand’ring way!
Their gentle words, like ointment shed,
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.
Do not let kindness and truth forsake you. Bind them around your neck. Write them on the tablet of your heart. Proverbs 3:3 Prayer for yourself and people on your prayer list… Lord we thank you for your lovingkindness and mercy towards us You do […]