O Lord, Hear My Prayer

I don’t have words for last night’s House Church… worship that was deep and beautiful… even more so because Cloey was singing along. It is something amazing when your toddler sings:

“O Lord, hear my prayer, O Lord, hear my prayer
When I call, answer me.
O Lord, hear my prayer, O Lord, hear my prayer,
Come and listen to me.”

Woah.

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