I love you, Lord, my strength, my rock, my fortress, my saviour. My God is the rock where I take refuge; my shield, my mighty help, my stronghold. The Lord is worthy of all praise, when I call I am saved from my foes.
4th Sunday of Advent
God of hosts, turn again, we implore, look down from heaven and see. Visit this vine and protect it, The vine your...
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