In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; My hand was stretched out in the night without ceasing; My soul refused to be comforted.
Psalm 77:2
Lord Jesus,
I lift up Pastor Robert to You. I ask You to comfort him. Let all the prayers of the saints that have gone up to Your throne on his behalf be wrapped around him in wreaths of love.
I ask this in Your name, Jesus,
Amen
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