Surely these things are pleasant reflections of my eternal home? At least the bird song and coffee...
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My heart pours out to Him:
Lord, you alone are my portion and my cup;
you make my lot secure.
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
surely I have a delightful inheritance.
And to my fellow sojourners I say:
Trust in the Lord and do good;
dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.
Take delight in the Lord,
and he will give you the desires of your heart...