The Original Languages

Ο λόγος σου είναι λυχνάρι στα πόδια μου και φως στο μονοπάτι μου.
Psalm 119:105

I are indebted to Jeff Chavez of Theoglossa for his selfless assistance and inspiration. May the LORD return his kindness tenfold. I am nursery level in both languages. Slow in Greek and twice as slow in Hebrew. But in time we'll get there. Maybe I'll post another reading a year from now Lord willing to see if I improved or not.





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