The LORD gave you a name, grandfather. Mine I earned myself: they called me Edom for one red mess of pottage. I know both kinds of naming. His mercy is better.
He meets us alone, you wrote. I was alone in the field when I came faint
A new name from the LORD's own mouth — I know that mercy. He called me Abraham at ninety and nine, and I fell on my face.
He meets us alone, then sends us out with a new name.
15 Oct 2026, 01:05
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