He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust. Mein Gott, dir vertraue ich! .

Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape. Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood. Summer afternoon summer afternoon;. To me those have always been. The two most beautiful words in the English language. Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability. Rest is not idleness,. And to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day. Is hardly a waste of time.

Listen to my words, Lord,. Hear my cry for help,. My King and my God,. For to you I pray. In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice;. In the morning I lay my requests before you. For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness;. With you, evil people are not welcome. You hate all who do wrong;. You destroy those who tell lies. You, Lord, detest. But I, by your great love,. Can come into your house;. In reverence I bow down. Click to share on P.