Psalm 35:13-14
But as for me, when they were sick,
my clothing was sackcloth:
I humbled my soul with fasting;
and my prayer returned into mine own bosom.
I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother:
I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
I often want to skip the compassion and the discipline of prayer to move right to the judgment.
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