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Scorpions Pass

An aerial view of Ma'aleh Akrabim (Scorpions Pass), part of Israel's Route 227. This steep, twisted road is considered dangerous owing to its poor physical condition. Below the pass there is a dropoff of hundreds of metres, yet the road has no guard rails.

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Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may have her young—
a place near your altar,
O LORD Almighty, my King and my God.
Psalm 84:3

I am only a sparrow amongst a great flock of sparrows. Evita Peron

I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn. Henry David Thoreau

Happy is the person who not only sings, but feels God's eye is on the sparrow, and knows He watches over me. To be simply ensconced in God is true joy. Alfred A. Montapert

Tell me not of joy: there's none
Now my little sparrow's gone;
He, just as you,
Would toy and woo,
He would chirp and flatter me,
He would hang the wing awhile,
Till at length he saw me smile,
Lord! how sullen he would be! William Cartwright