All my help comes from above, no matter what I am thinking of,
He tends to my needs with love, fitting my situation like a glove,
Supplying all my needs to me, from a source that I may not see,
As God moves the heart of man, as He fits me into another plan.
God’s plan intertwines down here, in other sources, far and near,
Using sources all about the earth, as an opportunity He will birth,
He knows our need for each day, from Him we need not to stray,
Providing for His own and more, in His provision we can be sure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem