In our singing yesterday morning, those words caught my attention.
Thankfully, in this context:
“He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.”
The hourly follies of our lives.”
Isaac Watts, “Bless, O My Soul, the Living God”
For folly, forgiveness!
Thank you, Lord!
Truly, “I Need Thee Every Hour.”
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