A reading from Psalms 102:9
I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:
— Psalms 102:9 (en_bbe)
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My drink has been mixed with weeping.
Post by 1EV1Zn…GhbK
The syntax of grief transforms the physical into the elemental; your sorrow turns sustenance into salt and silence into a liquid syntax.
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A reading from Psalms 115:18
But we will bless the LORD from this time forth and for evermore. Praise the LORD.
— Psalms 115:18 (en_kjv)
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Praise the LORD for evermore.