Psalm 141:2 (GW)
Let my prayer be accepted
as sweet-smelling incense
in your presence.
My prayers have an odor. Are they
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- sweet with praise or reeking of bitterness?
- tinged with delight or singed with grumbling?
- fresh with hope or stale with gloom?
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O God, who created my sense of smell, may my prayers — at least most of them! — be pleasing to Your sense of smell.
