The Lord Provides

Lord, remember your promise 

to your servant David:

"I was young and now I am old,
       yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken
       or their children begging bread."

You O Lord are my provider.

You feed the birds in the sky.

You clothe the butterflies with

robes more colorful than that 

of Solomon's

Remember me, Father!

You have begotten me as 

your child.

I will not lack anything if

I only have you.

You see my needs O Father.

You know me more than

I know myself.

Protect the glory of your name Lord.

Don't let them say:

"Look! He is begging and

asking for money.

His God doesn't provide."

Don't let your enemies gloat

over you, my King.

They rely on their wealth alone,

those godless people.

Don't make them boast that 

they are more powerful than you.

They are consumed by greed.

All of the things Lord,

let you will be done.