The thought of the Creator is a rosebud that does not wither, because it does not know the time of the year or of the years, and it is the child’s most beautiful ornament, and the bride’s most beautiful jewel, and the dying person’s best garment.
Psalm 90: 1-2 |
Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God... |
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