"but God will never forget the needy; the hope of the afflicted will never perish. arise, Lord, do not let mortals triumph; let the nations be judged in your presence"
psalm 9:18-19
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all
-emily dickinson
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