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Day 677 of 730

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Today's passages

Psalms 77

My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and did not get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.

I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.

I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.

I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently inquires:

"Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?

Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?

Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?" Selah.

Then I thought, "I will appeal to this: the years of the right hand of the Most High."

I will remember Yah's deeds; for I will remember your wonders of old.

I will also meditate on all your work, and consider your doings.

Your way, God, is in the sanctuary. What god is great like God?

You are the God who does wonders. You have made your strength known among the peoples.

You have redeemed your people with your arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.

The waters saw you, God. The waters saw you, and they writhed. The depths also convulsed.

The clouds poured out water. The skies resounded with thunder. Your arrows also flashed around.

The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind. The lightnings lit up the world. The earth trembled and shook.

Your way was through the sea; your paths through the great waters. Your footsteps were not known.

You led your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.

Proverbs 26

Like snow in summer, and as rain in harvest, so honor is not fitting for a fool.

Like a fluttering sparrow, like a darting swallow, so the undeserved curse doesn't come to rest.

A whip is for the horse, a bridle for the donkey, and a rod for the back of fools!

Do not answer a fool according to his folly, lest you also be like him.

Answer a fool according to his folly, lest he be wise in his own eyes.

One who sends a message by the hand of a fool is cutting off feet and drinking violence.

Like the legs of the lame that hang loose: so is a parable in the mouth of fools.

As one who binds a stone in a sling, so is he who gives honor to a fool.

Like a thornbush that goes into the hand of a drunkard, so is a parable in the mouth of fools.

As an archer who wounds all, so is he who hires a fool or he who hires those who pass by.

As a dog that returns to his vomit, so is a fool who repeats his folly.

Do you see a man wise in his own eyes? There is more hope for a fool than for him.

The sluggard says, "There is a lion in the road! A fierce lion roams the streets!"

As the door turns on its hinges, so does the sluggard on his bed.

The sluggard buries his hand in the dish. He is too lazy to bring it back to his mouth.

The sluggard is wiser in his own eyes than seven men who answer with discretion.

Like one who grabs a dog's ears is one who passes by and meddles in a quarrel not his own.

Like a madman who shoots firebrands, arrows, and death,

is the man who deceives his neighbor and says, "Am I not joking?"

For lack of wood a fire goes out. Without gossip, a quarrel dies down.

As coals are to hot embers, and wood to fire, so is a contentious man to kindling strife.

The words of a whisperer are as dainty morsels, they go down into the innermost parts.

Like silver dross on an earthen vessel are the lips of a fervent one with an evil heart.

A malicious man disguises himself with his lips, but he harbors evil in his heart.

When his speech is charming, do not believe him; for there are seven abominations in his heart.

His malice may be concealed by deception, but his wickedness will be exposed in the assembly.

Whoever digs a pit shall fall into it. Whoever rolls a stone, it will come back on him.

A lying tongue hates those it hurts; and a flattering mouth works ruin.

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