Psalm 51 10 Novels & Stories

It was like I was choking, but nothing was there. "Lord," I said in a gruff tone. I was barely whispering, "L-Lord, you said in, J-John 10:10, The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy, b-but Lord, you come that we may h-have life, and have it to the f-full." I chanted again and again. I was going back and forth with the two verses, and I was slapped hard. I fell to the ground, and my eyes snapped open. I looked up to two anger filled eyes. My dad.

A talking snake thank goodness, my mind hasn't left me, or the idiot is also planning to run away. "My dear heavenly Father," I prayed in my mind. My mind drifted to Nasir, who swore to Allah, and I wished he was here with me. Perhaps, he might help me. "Please, deliver me from the hand of this serpent, just like you promised in the book of Psalms." I can still remember the verse very well, where it says, "nothing bad will happen to you, and no plague will come close to your home. For he will entrust his angels with your protection in all your ways. They shall bear you up in their hands, lest you dash your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the adder, and you must trample t

They make me want to put my faith aside and swear at them until sunrise. Looking away from him, I recite Proverbs 3:5 over and over again. Trust in the Lord completely and do not rely on your own opinions. Trust in the Lord completely and do not rely on your own opinions. "I'm sorry." Blake says but I refuse to answer him, I continue reciting. He takes his eyes off the road for 5millisecond before continuing, "I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. I can be a douche sometimes and I'm sorry for that."

Daisy is crying as Sebastian tries to hug her, and Hailey is standing behind her. When the priest standing beside her coffin begins to speak, my attention is drawn to him "I have everything because the Lord is my shepherd. He makes me lie down in green pastures, leads me beside still waters, and renews my soul. For the sake of his name, he leads me down the right paths. Even if I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will not be afraid because thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff comfort me. In the presence of my enemies, thou preparest a table for me. My cup overflows because you anoint my head with oil. Your goodness and love will surely follow me all the days of my life, an

(Numbers 6:24–26 — the priestly blessing given to the Levites) With the sound of the ram’s horn, he anointed Ayman with oil — his forehead, his hands, his heart. “Blessed is the one who fights for justice under the banner of Christ. “Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God.” (Psalm 20:7) “Not by might, nor by power, but by My Spirit,” says the Lord of Hosts. (Zechariah 4:6)

I sigh and shut my eyes, slowly putting my arms around his neck. “Feel better?” I drop my eyes. His thumb stops a tear from falling. “Look at me, Soph. I wanna talk to you.” I oblige him, enduring the heat spreading through me as he strokes my back. I feel the heat in my middle, too, threatening to push a reaction out of me. One I don’t want. “You asked about the scripture tattoo… Verse fourteen of the one-thirty-ninth Psalm. Wanna know what it says?” I blink and sniffle before giving him a nod.

BECCA’S POV Josh drove the car aggressively, disregarding traffic and pedestrians. The SUVs were hot on our trail. I checked the side mirror and panicked every time. I began to read Psalm 91 loudly in the car. ”He who dwell in the shelter of the Most high; shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, 'He's my refuge and fortress', my God in whom I will trust.” "Josh hurry!" I cried after looking at the mirror again. "They're catching up."