The Lord Is My Provider
The Lord is my provider,
My heart shall not decide.
Though the world declares me an outsider,
In my Lord, I shall not deride.
As I am cast to lie low on the dust,
Still the sun wakes to feed the earth.
He love us all-who else could I trust?
He made me-who else could know my worth?
My soul shall revere the Lord,
For only He is Good and Merciful.
Even though the world treats me in its accord,
I will fear not for the Lord is the most powerful.
And even though afflicted I am,
I pray you strengthen me Lord, to make it through,
And if it is my faith you want to exam,
I praise You Lord, for my faith is your due.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
