glorycloud's Diaryland Diary

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crowns of joy laid up in Heaven

It is 2:04 PM Wednesday afternoon here in Western Michigan. It is 87 degrees and sunny today. I was just outside and it is dry hot weather. I will have to water the lawn this evening, front and back.

I got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. I took Ollie down with me last night, because he feels more comfortable sleeping near human beings. I did not want to leave Ollie all by himself up here. Usually when Ollie is here he sleeps near Carol's bedroom door. Caleb told me Ollie sleeps under their bed at night. Ollie greeted me when I got up this morning, he slept on the couch.

I got up and immediately took Ollie for a short walk before it got hot. When we got back I wrote in my paper diary and read till Noon. I think I filmed a video this afternoon. Carol called me today but I can't recall if it was morning or afternoon.

There is not much else to report this afternoon. Last night I read, 'American Fun' and the Foreword to the novel, 'Conquered City' by Victor Serge.

I will close to drift.

Blest are the humble souls that see
Their emptiness and poverty;
Treasures of grace to them are giv’n,
And crowns of joy laid up in Heav’n.

Blest are the men of broken heart,
Who mourn for sin with inward smart;
The blood of Christ divinely flows,
A healing balm for all their woes.

Blest are the meek, who stand afar
From rage and passion, noise and war;
God will secure their happy state,
And plead their cause against the great.

Blest are the souls that thirst for grace
Hunger and long for righteousness;
They shall be well supplied, and fed
With living streams and living bread.

Blest are the men whose bowels move
And melt with sympathy and love;
From Christ the Lord they shall obtain
Like sympathy and love again.

Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean
From the defiling powers of sin;
With endless pleasure they shall see
A God of spotless purity.

Blest are the men of peaceful life,
Who quench the coals of growing strife;
They shall be called the heirs of bliss,
The sons of God, the God of peace.

Blest are the sufferers who partake
Of pain and shame for Jesus’ sake;
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord;
Glory and joy are their reward.

2:18 p.m. - 2023-06-21

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