Psalm 87

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Don't be anxious for your life, what you will eat, nor yet for your body, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothing. Consider the ravens: they don't sow, they don't reap, they have no warehouse or barn, and God feeds them. How much more valuable are you than birds! Which of you by being anxious can add a cubit to his height? If then you aren't able to do even the least things, why are you anxious about the rest? Consider the lilies, how they grow. They don't toil, neither do they spin; yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if this is how God clothes the grass in the field, which today exists, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith? Don't seek what you will eat or what you will drink; neither be anxious. For the nations of the world seek after all of these things, but your Father knows that you need these things. But seek God's Kingdom, and all these things will be added to you.

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	Psalm 87

O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before Thee. O let my prayer enter into Thy presence, incline Thine ear to my petition. For my soul is full of trouble; and my life has drawn near to hell. I am counted with those who go down into the pit; I have become as a man without help, free among the dead. Like those who are wounded and lie in the grave, whom Thou rememberest no more, and they are cut off from Thy hand. Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in the places of darkness and in the shadow of death. Thy wrath presses upon me, and all Thy waves Thou hast brought upon me. Thou hast put away my acquaintances far from me, and made me an abomination to them. I was delivered up and could not get out; my eyes failed from poverty. Lord, I have cried all day to Thee, I have stretched out my hands to Thee. Wilt Thou work wonders among the dead, or will physicians rise up and praise Thee? Will anyone in the grave tell of Thy mercy, and Thy truth in destruction? Will Thy wonders be known in the dark, and Thy justice in the land of oblivion? But to Thee have I cried, O Lord; and early shall my prayer come before Thee. Lord, why dost Thou reject my soul, and turn Thy face from me? I am poor and in trouble from my youth; but having been exalted, I have been humbled and perplexed. Thy wrath has gone over me, and Thy terrors have disquieted me. They came round me like water all day long, and at once overwhelmed me. Thou hast put far from me friend and neighbour, and my acquaintances because of my misery.

(And again)
O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before Thee. O let my prayer enter into Thy presence, incline Thine ear to my petition.

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