Jesus, Help Me. Deliver me. Keep me. Guide me. Strengthen me. Do not forsake me.

a keeper for shure

what a great word for me (us) today. I am all the things written there. I claim it for me and for those I call mine. the wilderness trip has been so long, I have fainted many many times, waiting for Gods promises whilst bearing the reproach of many. I will cross over from poverty and suffering into the promised land and never be poor and depressed again.
amen

Fuck you.

Lord, I know I'm not perfect. I make many, many mistakes. But I do so wish to please you, my Lord. Please, Lord, hear me, my cry. Remember, O LORD, that I am only dust, and I am made to be as low as the dust. I am desolate, O my LORD. Hear my cry. Come near unto me; revive my strength, my God who is Strength. Deliver me from the hands of my enemies, who wish to only cause me harm; fulfill your Wonderful promises. If only, my LORD, my heart were cheerful: I would sing praises to you day and night. But I am brought low, even to the depths of hell, where I lay my head to rest. Deliver me, O my Deliverer; keep me protected under your loving and majestic wings, O LORD. Deliver me unto Zion: my destination, my true place of rest.

Forsake me not, nor tarry, O LORD, my God! Deliver me, O LORD, to the Promised Land. My Mighty God, my Prince of Peace, my Wonderful Counselor, hear the cry of your son; deliver me from my sorrows, which are more than I can bear.

My heart withers, and my strength declines. Night and day I cry unto you, O LORD, my Refuge; my Fortress; my High Mountain. Incline your ear unto me, O LORD, and let my enemies be put to shame. Let all who come against me be put to great shame, for they wish only to do wickedly against me. They accuse me with strong accusation, and grieve me to the very marrow of my bones, until my strength has all but gone. But I am poor and needy: make haste unto me, O God: thou art my Help and my Deliverer; O LORD, make no tarrying.

Lord, I know I'm not perfect. I make many, many mistakes. But I do so wish to please you, my Lord. Please, Lord, hear me, my cry. Remember, O LORD, that I am only dust, and I am made to be as low as the dust. I am desolate, O my LORD. Hear my cry. Come near unto me; revive my strength, my God who is Strength. Deliver me from the hands of my enemies, who wish to only cause me harm; fulfill your Wonderful promises. If only, my LORD, my heart were cheerful: I would sing praises to you day and night. But I am brought low, even to the depths of hell, where I lay my head to rest. Deliver me, O my Deliverer; keep me protected under your loving and majestic wings, O LORD. Deliver me unto Zion: my destination, my true place of rest.

Forsake me not, nor tarry, O LORD, my God! Deliver me, O LORD, to the Promised Land. My Mighty God, my Prince of Peace, my Wonderful Counselor, hear the cry of your son; deliver me from my sorrows, which are more than I can bear.

My heart withers, and my strength declines. Night and day I cry unto you, O LORD, my Refuge; my Fortress; my High Mountain. Incline your ear unto me, O LORD, and let my enemies be put to shame. Let all who come against me be put to great shame, for they wish only to do wickedly against me. They accuse me with strong accusation, and grieve me to the very marrow of my bones, until my strength has all but gone. But I am poor and needy: make haste unto me, O God: thou art my Help and my Deliverer; O LORD, make no tarrying.

there is no jesus and there never was, showing links to historians after his death is stupid. no physical evidence what so ever of that jewish zombie.

religiotards are tools of the TPTB

ill enjoy the show thats coming for you

but jezus can't deliver maybe food or wine or other things,fish or bread.