Psalm 142:4-7
I look for someone to come
and help me,
but no one gives me
a passing thought!
No one will help me.
No one cares a bit
what happens to me.
Then I pray to you, O Lord.
I say, “You are my place of refuge.
You are all I really want in life.
Hear my cry,
for I am very low.
Rescue me from those
who torment me
because there’s no way
I can stand up to them;
they are much too strong for me.
Lift my captive soul
from this dark prison
so I may give you my gratitude.
Then your righteous people
will gather around me
because you will treat me
with astounding goodness.”
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The Ulmer Refuge
Justin’s 42nd Birthday Sketch
Spring, Texas
Fall 2017
Artist: Andy Szabo
