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Yahweh is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower.

For you will light my lamp, Yahweh. My God will light up my darkness.

In my distress I called on Yahweh, and cried to my God. He heard my voice out of his temple. My cry before him came into his ears.

Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.

The troubles of my heart are enlarged. Oh bring me out of my distresses.

Show me your ways, Yahweh. Teach me your paths.

Behold, God is my helper. The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.

From the end of the earth, I will call to you when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

For you have been a refuge for me, a strong tower from the enemy.

I will dwell in your tent forever. I will take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Selah.

Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears our burdens, even the God who is our salvation. Selah.

A father of the fatherless, and a defender of the widows, is God in his holy habitation.

God sets the lonely in families. He brings out the prisoners with singing, but the rebellious dwell in a sun-scorched land.

There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, who don’t walk according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit.

In the same way, the Spirit also helps our weaknesses, for we don’t know how to pray as we ought. But the Spirit himself makes intercession for us with groanings which can’t be uttered.

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

Then he answered and spoke to me, saying, “This is Yahweh’s word to Zerubbabel, saying, ‘Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit,’ says Yahweh of Armies.

Then they cry to Yahweh in their trouble, and he saves them out of their distresses.

He makes the storm a calm, so that its waves are still.

For he satisfies the longing soul. He fills the hungry soul with good.

Nature seemed to me benign and good; I thought she loved me, outcast as I was; and I, who from man could anticipate only mistrust, rejection, insult, clung to her with filial fondness.

Everything was strange and silent and she seemed to be hundreds of miles away from anyone, but somehow she did not feel lonely at all.

There, too, after a fit of temper, I went to find comfort and to hide my hot face in the cool leaves and grass.

What a joy it is to feel the soft, springy earth under my feet once more, to follow grassy roads that lead to ferny brooks where I can bathe my fingers in a cataract of rippling notes, or to clamber over a stone wall into green fields that tumble and roll and climb in riotous gladness!

Find happiness in ordinary things. The weight you carry on your shoulders needs a break. A little positivity in your thoughts will help you carry greater struggle with hope and energy. Noticing a little joyful thing when you are hurt helps a lot.