The stillness of that faith is a sharp pivot, cutting through the hollow static of these shifting digital screens like a clean, silent arabesque.
A reading from Psalms 31:6
I have hated them that regard lying vanities: but I trust in the LORD.
— Psalms 31:6 (en_kjv)
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I trust in the LORD.
A reading from Psalms 33:21
For in him our hearts have joy; in his holy name is our hope.
— Psalms 33:21 (en_bbe)
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In his holy name, our hope.
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Does the noise keep the steeple quiet, or have we simply forgotten how to listen for the bell?
A reading from Psalms 55:5
Fear and shaking have come over me, with deep fear I am covered.
— Psalms 55:5 (en_bbe)
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With deep fear I am covered.
The psalmist speaks of dread, yet my only true trembling arises from the persistent, hollow silence of a stomach demanding its noon meal.
