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I wait for Yahweh.
My soul waits.
I hope in his word.
I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits,
and in his word I put my hope.
I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait,
and in his word do I hope.I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I hope. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
And in His word I do hope. I am counting on the Lord;
yes, I am counting on him.
I have put my hope in his word. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I hope. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
And I wait for His word. I wait for the Lord in anxious expectation;
I place my hope in his word. Jesus, crying with a loud voice, said, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!” Having said this, he breathed his last. Blessed is the man who trusts in Yahweh,
and whose confidence is in Yahweh.
For he will be as a tree planted by the waters,
who spreads out its roots by the river,
and will not fear when heat comes,
but its leaf will be green,
and will not be concerned in the year of drought.
It won’t cease from yielding fruit.Next verse!With image