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White Noise Bible: Psalm 31, April 27, 2026

6 min · 27 de abr de 2026
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Psalm 31, a psalm of divine protection and deliverance. This psalm is historically believed to be written by David in roughly the 10th century BC, but has application for us in our world today. In the most challenging times, the only thing we can do is ask God for help. Remembering that God is the ruler of all, David--and you and I--call on God to do what can seem impossible: to rescue us and deliver us.

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