Sunday morning.

Believe it or not...there's a lake through that fog.

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Where can I go from your Spirit?

    Where can I flee from your presence?

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If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

    if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

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If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

    if I settle on the far side of the sea,

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even there your hand will guide me,

    your right hand will hold me fast.

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If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me

    and the light become night around me,”

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even the darkness will not be dark to you;

    the night will shine like the day,

    for darkness is as light to you.

Psalm 139:7-12