God of my provision, you are all I need,
in hardship, and in peace; in joy and in grief.
I want to walk under your blessing,
With your hand protecting me.
The path I walk I want to be laid with your forethought.
Like Samuel, I want to clearly hear your voice and proclaim your truth.
When I cried out my need, you provided
Like quail and mana in the desert,
Like water from the rock.
I knew in my own strength I could do nothing
But you are the Almighty God.
The Creator, the Most High.
And you supplied my need in full even before a portion was due.
How can I doubt now? How can I falter when you demonstrate your power?
I am eternally grateful.