Advent, Third Week, Tuesday

O God, only you are the one I reverence and adore; I have no other God. For you my soul is thirsting. My body pines for you like a dry, weary land without water. I look to see your face, for your love for me is better than life. My soul clings to you; Your hands surely hold me fast. Psalm 63, 2-9 My soul cries out for You, for your peace on earth, and in the hearts of all I love. Help me to understand You, to understand and appreciate all that you have done for me, for all my dear ones, Help me to thank you in the right way, and represent you rightly on earth
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