Monday, April 29, 2002

Oh my soul, tune your harp to a glad song of thanksgiving! Go to sleep rejoicing. You are not a desolate wanderer. You are a beloved child, watched over, cared for, supplied, and defended by the Lord.
- Charles Spurgeon, Morning and Evening for April 29.

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