God takes care of me
In ways I know not
He knows I am an orphan
Without Him I'd die
He gives me to eat
Comforts and shades me
He helps me when down
Tells me sweet nothings
Yesterday it was a miracle
Today it's praise
Tomorrow will be a
Surprise I can't wait to get.
God is my sufficiency
Every way unique
It is not thus with others
If it is let them say
He has told me not to fret
To look at the birds fly
They have no farms
Yet He provides to their fill.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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