By Still Waters I

Breath on me,
Oh, Creator God,
You Who created
Heaven’s host
By this whisper.
Give me relief,
Oh, able breath.
But the heavens are still.

“With food and raiment
Shalt thou be content.” Food and raiment.
Is that enough?

I am the Bread of Life.
I am Living Water.
I am your Portion in this life.

Give me this day
My daily Bread.
Draw out for me
This Living Water.
Clothe me with
This Robe of Christ.
With Food and Raiment
I shall be content.

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