Thanksgiving Psalm {2017}

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As I was reading my Bible on Thursday morning, I came across this passage while looking through Psalms for another Thanksgiving verse. It's a really beautiful chapter so I hope y'all enjoy. :) 


O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation. 
Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with psalms. 
For the Lord is a great God, and a great King above all gods. 
In his hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills is his also. 
The sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land. 
O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the Lord our maker. 
For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. To day if ye will hear his voice, 
Harden not your heart, as in the provocation, and as in the day of temptation in the wilderness: 
When your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my work. 
Forty years long was I grieved with this generation, and said, It is a people that do err in their heart, and they have not known my ways: 
Unto whom I sware in my wrath that they should not enter into my rest.”

~ Psalms 95:1-11 KJV ~ 

Comments

  1. RebekahAshleighNovember 25, 2017 at 11:12 AM

    This really is a great passage, Faith! Thanks for sharing it! <3 The Bible is so encouraging! <3

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    1. Faith P.November 25, 2017 at 11:36 AM

      Isn't it?! I had obviously read it before since it was highlighted in my Bible, but I'm so glad I came across it. :) Agreed! <3

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  2. Sarah GraceNovember 26, 2017 at 7:52 PM

    This is a powerful, beautiful passage. He is the maker of the universe and He calls us His children. He's so amazing. Thank you for sharing this :)

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    1. Faith P.November 26, 2017 at 8:12 PM

      It is truly such a good one. He is the King of kings! <3 Thank you for reading, Sarah. :)

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