Lamentation-4-1-2.
How the gold has lost it's luster, the fine gold become dull. The sacred gems are scattered at the head of every street.
How precious sons of Zion once worth their weight, in gold are now considered as pots of clay, the work of a potters hand.
Sharing of the word:
My dear children, always remember we are nothing, we have nothing everything belongs to God. He is our Potter without Him we
Are just a clay, Worthless Clay, because he loves us so much, He renews his love for us every morning. He is good to those
Who put their hope in Him and seeks Him.
Today my dear children, let us examine our ways - let us return to the Lord - let us lift up our hearts and our hands to God in heaven and say we have sinned Lord - Forgive us.
Lydiaelijah.
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