My Jesus, my Saviour
Lord there is none like You
All of my days, I want to praise
The wonders of Your mighty love.
My comfort, my shelter
Tower of refuge and strength
Let every breath all that I am
Never cease to worship You.

Shout to the Lord
All the earth let us sing
Power and majesty
Praise to the King
Mountains bow down
And the sea will roar
At the sound of Your name.

I sing for joy
At the work of Your hands
Forever I love You
Forever I stand
Nothing compares to the promise
I have in You

Versetul Zilei

1 Petru 3:3-4

Podoaba voastra sa nu fie podoaba de afara, care sta in impletitura parului, in purtarea de scule de aur sau in imbracarea hainelor, ci sa fie omul ascuns al inimii, in curatia nepieritoare a unui duh bland si linistit, care este de mare pret inaintea lui DUMNEZEU.

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