Friday, January 6, 2012

Sunset over Palos Verdes

   
 You have searched me and known me.  You understand my thoughts far off... there is not a word in my mouth that you don't already know.  Where should I go from your spirit?  Or where could I go from your presence? ...If I dwell in the middle of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, and your right hand will hold me...