We need the night to see the stars!
27/1/2022
My eyes grow dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon You, O Lord; I spread out my hands to You. (Psalm 88:9) Sorrow makes us move more slowly.
My eyes grow dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon You, O Lord; I spread out my hands to You. (Psalm 88:9) Sorrow makes us move more slowly.