After a weekend more terrible I cannot recall except for in time of war these words from the twenty third psalm gave me hope and comfort. I pray they will for you as well.
In the presence of death He remains the Good Shepherd
At a time of great sorrows only He can comfort
When our world seems black as night He knows the through the valley
Even if everyone runs away our Lord Jesus promises He will never leave. Our hope is built not on who sits in the white house but who sits upon the throne!
