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Scripture — Psalm 147:12-20

Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem! Praise your God, O Zion!
For he strengthens the bars of your gates; he blesses your children within you.
He grants peace within your borders; he fills you with the finest of wheat.
He sends out his command to the earth;   his word runs swiftly.
He gives snow like wool; he scatters frost like ashes.
He hurls down hail like crumbs — who can stand before his cold?
He sends out his word, and melts them; he makes his wind blow, and the waters flow.
He declares his word to Jacob, his statutes and ordinances to Israel.
He has not dealt thus with any other nation; they do not know his ordinances.
Praise the Lord!


Dear Lord,

Let your sovereign rule fall upon our lives like the snow upon our land, to accumulate or melt at your will.  May your wind blow and your spirit fill our every breath, our every hour, our every thought, our every word, our every act, our every hope, our every prayer.