Are You Walking In the Mire?
Mud, thick red goop clumped his little shoes like melted cheese oozing out of a sandwich. Hunks of it fell in globs I tried to avoid as I scooped him up. Briefly his legs swung from side...
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He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.
Psalms 40:2 (ESV)
See also: Psalms 40:1-2Psalms 40:1-3Psalms 40
Scripture quotation is from the ESV® Bible (The Holy Bible, English Standard Version®), © 2001 by Crossway. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
Mud, thick red goop clumped his little shoes like melted cheese oozing out of a sandwich. Hunks of it fell in globs I tried to avoid as I scooped him up. Briefly his legs swung from side...
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