My God is so good, so wonderful, so great,
He provides for me in unimaginable ways.
When the sun sets,
He raises it.
When the storm comes and the clouds loom,
He gives me a roof, he feeds me food.
Even though I doubt,
You make the rocks cry out.
Again and again you prove Your love
to me, so unworthy,
a child undeserving.
Your forgiveness, love, and provision
is life to my weary soul.
It is obvious, You alone are in control.
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