You Are…

You Are…

Jesus, You are my breath when my breathing becomes shallow,
You are my provider when I have nothing left to give.
You are my protector when assailed by fear and doubt.
You are my friend who holds me when I feel alone.
You save me from myself and the enemy’s plots to destroy me.
How does the world live without your hope for tomorrow,
When all things move and have their being because of You.
Thank you Father for seeing in me what I cannot see, and
Believing in me when I’ve lost the courage to believe in me.
This one thing I do have, I believe in You and that’s all I need.

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