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| ... even to hoar hairs will I carry you. |
"Hearken unto me... from the womb ... even to your old age... even to hoar hairs will I carry you."
Isaiah 46
3 Hearken unto me, O house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel, which are borne by me from the belly, which are carried from the womb:
4 And even to your old age I am he; and even to hoar hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you.
Hearken unto me...
I have made you,
I will bear you;
Even I will carry you,
I will deliver you.
What glorious and comforting words as we grow hoary and feeble. Bless the Lord for such assurance and tender mercies.