Sunday, August 30, 2015

Cling to Him


On my bed I remember You;
I think of You through the watches of the night.
Because You are my help,
I sing in the shadow of Your wings.
My soul clings to You;
Your right hand upholds me.
Psalm 63:6-8

papers (blended) by Marta van Eck, elements from What Dreams May Come by Mystique (retired)