#downcast

He broke out once again - Django, my sweet man with no memories of the man he once was. Will he be able to gather all of his lost memories through the tarot cards scattered across the realms?

detectorists; ink and watercolor

last twenty days listening:

honor system - rise and run

honor system - single file

i like japanese hardcore - live on wfhb

downcast - downcast

randy - welfare problems

friends in real life - friends in real life

bruce springsteen - faithless

the doubleclicks - weekly song wednesday: season 2

loose leaf - growthefuckup

dowsing - no one said this would be easy

they might be giants - album raises new and troubling questions

taylor swift - tortured poets department: the anthology

dead milkmen - quaker city quiet pills

taylor swift - tortured poets department

the juliana hatfield three - become what you are

dillinger escape plan with mike patton - irony is a dead scene

Why Art Thou Cast Down, O My Soul?

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God. — Psalm 42:11 | Webster's Bible Translation (WBT) The Holy Bible; Webster’s Bible Translation by Noah Webster, a revision of the King James Bible, Published in 1833 is in the public domain. Cross References: Psalm 27:13-14; Psalm 31:24; Psalm 43:5; Psalm 62:5-8; Psalm 71:14; Psalm 130:5-6; Isaiah 12:2; Isaiah 40:31; Isaiah 41:10; Lamentations 3:24-26; Matthew 11:28-30; John 14:1; Romans 15:13; Philippians 4:4-7; 1 Peter 5:7

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What do you call a downcast seraph who falls in love with a dead girl? ‘Cause I named mine Grimm.

Why, my soul, are you downcast?  Why so disturbed within me?  Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.