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Jehovah Jireh

Jehovah jireh, God will provide
Words so easily spoken until faith is tried
Who doesn’t believe that Elohim, King of kings
Is able to do great and powerful things?

When a river flows in the desert
Ten thousand sing His praises
Yet the sound of their voices change
When again the drought again rages

El Shaddai has left us!
He’s a God of sudden whims!
They shout, Curse God and die!
Just as Job’s wife once counseled him.

Shall we accept good from God and not trouble?
The simple question Job asked
Your reaction is foolish, woman
Through calamity can you not stand fast?

The Lord giveth and He taketh away;
May the name of the Lord be praised.
Naked I will leave this earth some day
For it was naked that I came

All that we have and treasure
Was not acquired by our strength alone
Even the children of our wombs
Were given to us on loan

All that we have belongs to Him
To do with as He see fit
Rest assured it is not some whim
But a plan we can be part of if we’ll simply submit





11/13/14

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