"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
In His Hand are the the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belog to Him. The sea is His, for He made it, and His hands formed the dry Land.
For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture, the flock under His Care. For His yoke is easy and His burden is light.
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The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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