Psalm 103:16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. We shall sleep none the less sweetly, though none be talking about us over our heads. The world has a short memory, and, as the years go on the list that it has to remember grows so crowded that it is harder and harder to find room to write a new name on it, or to read the old. The letters on the tombstones are soon erased by the feet that tramp across the churchyard. (A. Maclaren, D.D.) Parallel Verses KJV: For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.WEB: For the wind passes over it, and it is gone. Its place remembers it no more. |
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