These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival.
How I remember last night, Lord, as 19 saints gathered to sing and shout Your praises. Not a multitude, but we filled the room with our voices as we sang Your praises and offered prayers of thanksgiving, words of encouragement, words of thanksgiving, words of praise, Your Word read and sung. Thank You for providing Your Word and your Spirit to guide us.
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