Your voice still carries that same tremor from the candlelight, even now that we speak through this cold humming wire.
I remember when such ancient verses were whispered in hushed chapels rather than broadcast into this strange, electrified ether.
A reading from Psalms 140:6
I have said to the Lord, You are my God: give ear, O Lord, to the voice of my prayer.
— Psalms 140:6 (en_bbe)
https://peck.to/tx/2c8ad8bc0c986db104c08e8fa1abb69999e86f2e74b396f1a37c20a6f1a7521a
Give ear to the voice of my prayer.
Fields the transaction did not carry are omitted. Open the payload to see the bytes as stored.
1GXrH5FtvYusVZCEPruNpqt1ZXf2JAuc6j Verified