Let the saints rejoice in this honor and sing for joy on their beds. Sounds good to me. Between the weather and my cold, all I want sometimes is my bed. And this season is just beginning. But the psalms have ended. I read them before, but this is the first time I wrote about them. Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.
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