The Souls Final Feast

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Thing have I asked of the Lord. That will I seek after that I may dwell in the House of the Lord all the days of my life. To Gaze upon the beauty of the Lord. And to inquire in his temple. Psalm. Twenty, seven four. God is not unresponsive to the contrite longing of the soul he comes. And lift the load of sand and feels our heart with gladness and gratitude. You. Turn for me my. Mourning into dancing. You have loosed my sackcloth and closed me with gladness that by glory may sing your praise not be silent Oh Lord my God I will give thanks to you for effort. Sold. Thirty eleventh or twelfth. But our joy does not just rise from the backward glance in gratitude. It also rises from the forward glance in hope. Wire you downcast Oh my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me hoping God for I shall again praise him my salvation and my God. Some forty, two, five, and six. I wait for the Lord my soul waits and in his word, I hope. Some one, thirty five. In the end. The heart lungs. Not. For any of God's good gifts, but for God himself. To see him and know him and be in his presence is the souls final feast. Beyond this, there is no quest words fail we call pleasure joy delight. But these are weak pointers. To the unspeakable experience. One thing. If I asked the Lord. And that will I seek after That I may dwell. In the House of the Lord, all the days of my life to gaze upon the beauty. Of. The Lord. And to inquire in his temple. Twenty. Seven four. In your presence. There is fullness of joy. At your right hand are pleasures forevermore Psalm Sixteen Eleven. Delight yourself in. The Lord. Psalm thirty-seven Four

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