How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me? 

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning. § But Zion said, “The Lord has forsaken me, and my Lord has forgotten me.” “Can a woman forget her nursing child, and not have compassion on the son of her womb? Surely they may forget, yet I will not forget you.”

You will not be forgotten by Me! I have blotted out, like a thick cloud, your transgressions, and like a cloud, your sins.

Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So, when He heard that he was sick, He stayed two more days in the place where He was. § A woman . . . cried out to Him, saying, “Have mercy on me, O Lord, Son of David!” . . . But He answered her not a word.

The genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes.

Ps. 13:1; James 1:17; Isa. 49:14–15; 44:21–22; John 11:5–6; Matt. 15:22–23; 1 Peter 1:7

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