Offer prayers unceasing to him, bless him from morning to night. Fields of golden grain in the land, cresting the mountains in wild exuberance, cornucopias of praise, praises springing from the city like grass from the earth. May he never be forgotten, his fame shine on like sunshine.
Psalm 72:16-17 (MSG)
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So perfect for Thanksgiving prayer!
True, I didn’t think of that!