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A song after Psalm 121   On my way to Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, on my way to Jerusalem, I will sing my song.   I lift my eyes on the ...

After Psalm 121   When you see the hills, do not consider the creation but the creator, the one who sculpted and shaped the hills. It is not...

After Isaiah 9:6 and Psalm 121 The journey goes on, often interminably, as we toil upward to the hills. And as we walk this road together, w...

After Isaiah 9:6 and Psalm 121 A pilgrim’s question: on my journey up to the hills, my journey on this dusty road with its twists and turns,...

After Isaiah 9:6 and Psalm 121 When I say I lift my eyes up to the hills, I speak on the road to the city, the city on a hill, the city in t...