The Sweetest Song: here I am again

So here I am again...

willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain

Tell me what have I to do to die and then be raised?

To reach beyond the pain

like a flower in the rain

-jaci velasquez

Isaiah 10:16-20

He will kindle a burning like the burning of a fire. So the Light of Israel will be for a fire, and his Holy One for a flame; It will burn and devour his thorns and his briers in one day. And it will consume the glory of his forest and of his fruitful field, both soul and body; and they will be as when a sick man wastes away. Then the rest of the trees of his forest will be so few in number that a child may write them. And it shall come to pass in that day that the remnant of Israel, and such as have escaped of the house of Jacob, will never again depend on him who defeated them, but will depend on the LORD, the Holy One of Israel, in truth.

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