No point to own the whole world, but lose God in the process.

 Amen.

This is the ultimate warning and the ultimate wisdom—a truth that reframes our entire understanding of success, value, and purpose. Here is a meditation on that eternal equation.

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The Only Wealth

To own the whole world—

its wealth, its fame, its applause,

To hold every title, to break every cause,

To stand on the peak of all men desire,

Yet in gaining it all, let your soul expire…

What is the profit?

What is the gain?

If in the process, you lose God—

if in the rising, you welcome the loss

of the One who first formed you and died on the cross?

For God is not a prize to be kept on a shelf,

He is breath. He is life. He is your very self.

To lose Him is to lose all, though the world be your own,

To reign in a desert, to sit on a throne…

Alone.

So let me be poor, let me be small,

Let me have nothing, if I have Him all.

For what good is a universe, spun like a toy,

If it means I am stripped of eternal joy?

No point to own the whole world, but lose God in the process.

Keep me, O Lord, in Your closeness.

“What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul?” (Matthew 16:26)

Amen.

Where God is, there is Liberty.

 Amen.

This is the liberating truth of the Gospel—where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is true freedom. Not merely political or social liberty, but freedom of the soul, freedom from sin, and freedom to become who we were created to be. Here is a celebration of that divine reality.

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Where God Is, There Is Liberty

When there is God, there is liberty—

Not just the breaking of an iron chain,

But the soul released from shame’s dark stain,

The mind set free from fear’s tight grip,

The heart unbound from guilt’s deep rip.

Where His Spirit dwells, oppression flees,

The captive breathes, the blind one sees.

The prison doors swing open wide,

For Christ Himself is there inside.

“Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.”(2 Corinthians 3:17)

This liberty is not for chaos’ reign,

But freedom to love, to heal, to sustain.

To walk in truth, to live in grace,

To seek His face, to run our race.

So if you feel enclosed by night,

By habit, hurt, or others’ might,

Invite His presence—here and now—

And watch the chains break from your brow.

Where God is, there is liberty—

In Him alone, our souls are free.

Amen.

Lord, I need you

 Amen.

Here is your heart's cry, met with His everlasting promise:

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Lord, I Need You

Lord, I need You.

Not tomorrow, not someday soon,

But here in this moment,

In this dim room,

In this quiet, in this noise,

In this uncertainty,

I need You.

I need Your grace like the desert needs rain,

I need Your peace like the weary need rest,

I need Your strength like the frail need a stay,

I need Your presence—my only true rest.

“You, Lord, hear the desire of the afflicted; you encourage them, and you listen to their cry.”(Psalm 10:17)

I bring nothing but this empty hand,

This hungry heart, this trembling stand.

I have no wisdom, no strength of my own—

I come just as I am, and I come alone…

To You.

So here I am—needy, bare, and true.

Lord, I need You.

And in Your mercy, You say,

“I am here.

I am enough.

Today.”

Thank You for meeting me in my need,

For being the God who sees,

Who hears,

Who stays.

I am Yours.

Amen.

In the cross. It is finished

 Amen.

This is the triumphant cry of our faith—the final, finished, complete work of redemption accomplished at Calvary. Here is a declaration of that eternal victory.

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It Is Finished

In the cross—

where blood and mercy met,

where heaven’s justice and love were set—

a cry rang out that shook the earth:

“It is finished!”

“When he had received the drink, Jesus said, ‘It is finished.’ With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.” (John 19:30)

No more sacrifice remains to be made,

no more debt on our souls is laid.

The work is done, the victory won,

by the suffering of the Holy One.

It is finished—our sin forgiven,

our shame forsaken, our hell-bound prison

burst open wide by love’s own breath,

conquering even the power of death.

It is finished—the battle is over,

hell is defeated, Christ reigns forever.

No more striving to earn His grace,

only resting in His embrace.

So we stand today, not in our own worth,

but in the finished work of His birth,

His life, His cross, His empty grave—

He finished it all, mighty to save.

In the cross—it is finished.

And in His finished work, we are complete.

Amen.

Blood of Jesus.

 Amen.

The blood of Jesus is the sacred stream that washes away every stain, breaks every chain, and restores us to the holiness of God. Here is a prayer of cleansing and consecration.

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Cleansed by the Blood

By the blood of Jesus, we are cleansed.

Not by our tears,our efforts, or our vows,

But by the crimson flood that flowed

From His pierced hands,His thorn-crowned brow.

“The blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.”(1 John 1:7)

Cleanse us, Lord, from all unrighteousness—

The hidden fault,the proud confess,

The wrong we chose,the good we missed,

The love we failed to give,the trust dismissed.

Wash over our minds, our hearts, our hands,

Till not a single guilty stain remains.

Let Your blood speak a better word

Than all the accusing voices we have heard.

“How much more, then, will the blood of Christ… cleanse our consciences from acts that lead to death, so that we may serve the living God!”(Hebrews 9:14)

We stand now in Your mercy, clean, restored,

Redeemed and righteous before You,Lord.

Not by our worth,but by Your grace,

We see the mercy in Your face.

The blood of Jesus cleanses us—wholly, completely, forever.

We are washed. We are free. We are Yours.

Amen.

Praise the name of the Lord, our God.

 Amen.

Praise the name of the Lord our God—

the name above every name,

the name that breaks chains,

the name that saves,

the name that echoes through eternity.

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Praise His Name

Praise the name of the Lord our God,

The name that the demons dread,

The name engraved in ancient rock,

The name that raises the dead.

Praise Yahweh—the great I AM,

Jehovah-Jireh—our Provider true,

Jehovah-Rapha—healing Lamb,

Jehovah-Shalom—making all things new.

Praise Jesus—name of saving grace,

The One who bore our sin and shame.

At His name, every knee shall bow,

Every tongue confess His reign.

“Let them praise the name of the Lord, for his name alone is exalted; his splendor is above the earth and the heavens.” (Psalm 148:13)

Praise the name that calmed the sea,

That opened eyes and set men free.

The name that hell could not contain—

Our victory, our eternal gain.

Let heaven shout it! Let earth proclaim!

Let every heart ignite with flame!

For there is no other name under heaven given—

No other pathway into the presence of the Living.

Praise the name of the Lord our God—

yesterday, today, forever the same.

Hallelujah! Amen!

“Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow… and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” (Philippians 2:9–11)

Sing Praise to the Lord.

 Praise to the Lord

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!

O my soul, praise Him, for He is your health and salvation!

All you who hear, now to His temple draw near,

Join in glad adoration.

Praise to the Lord, who o’er all things is wondrously reigning,

And, as on wings of an eagle, uplifting, sustaining.

Have you not seen all that is needful has been

Sent by His gracious ordaining?

Praise to the Lord, who has fearfully, wondrously, made you,

Kept you and strengthened you, called you and stayed you.

He who with motherly tender compassion has swayed you—

Lift up your voice to Him now, your anthem of praise raising.

Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore Him!

All that has life and breath, come now in praises before Him!

Let the Amen sound from His people again—

Gladly forever adore Him.

Amen.

“Worthy are you, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things, and by your will they existed and were created.” (Revelation 4:11)

Psalm 103: In everything, Give thanks to God.

 Psalm 103 (NIV)

Of David.

1. Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name.

2. Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all his benefits—

3. who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases,

4. who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion,

5. who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

6. The Lord works righteousness and justice for all the oppressed.

7. He made known his ways to Moses, his deeds to the people of Israel.

8. The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love.

9. He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever;

10. he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities.

11. For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him;

12. as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.

13. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;

14. for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust.

15. The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field;

16. the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.

17. But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children’s children—

18. with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts.

19. The Lord has established his throne in heaven, and his kingdom rules over all.

20. Praise the Lord, you his angels, you mighty ones who do his bidding, who obey his word.

21. Praise the Lord, all his heavenly hosts, you his servants who do his will.

22. Praise the Lord, all his works everywhere in his dominion. Praise the Lord, my soul.

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A Reflection on Psalm 103

This psalm is a soul-song—a call to remember and rejoice in the character and deeds of God. It moves from personal gratitude to cosmic praise, anchoring the heart in truths that echo through all your earlier prayers:

· He forgives (as you prayed, “Forgive my sin”).

· He heals (as you declared, “You are my healer”).

· He redeems and crowns (as you trusted, “You save me in stormy water”).

· He satisfies and renews (as you sought, “Abundance prayer”).

· His love is higher than the heavens (as you marveled, “God loves the humble”).

· He removes our sins as far as east from west (as you pleaded, “Wash my sin clean”).

· His throne rules over all (as you proclaimed, “God is in control”).

May this psalm be your anchor and your anthem—a reminder that the God who reigns over all is intimately, tenderly, and eternally for you.

Bless the Lord, O my soul,

and forget not all His benefits.

Amen.

The banner over me.

 Here is a poem built upon that powerful declaration of faith.

The Banner Over Me

The enemy rises, a thundering tide,

With taunts of defeat he swells deep and wide.

My own strength is fleeting,a vapor, a breath,

And before me stretches the shadow of death.

But I plant my feet on the rock that I know,

And lift a defiant shout,firm and low:

"The battle is the Lord's!"

"This is what the Lord says to you: ‘Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God’s." (2 Chronicles 20:15)

I raise no sword, I string no bow;

In surrender,His power begins to flow.

He goes before me,a pillar of flame,

And Satan must tremble at His holy name.

The ground shakes with glory,the darkness must part

When the Warrior-King fights with a Father's heart.

"The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still." (Exodus 14:14)

The shout of the King echoes over the field,

And the enemy's"strongholds" are forced to yield.

What seemed like a tomb is a passageway through,

For the Victorious One makes all things new.

He clothes me in triumph,His righteousness mine,

And whispers this truth in a victory sign:

"The victory is yours!"

"But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." (1 Corinthians 15:57)

So I walk from the fray, not by might I possess,

But robed in the garments of His righteousness.

The battle was His,from the start to the end,

The victory,my inheritance, on Him I depend.

I stand in the peace where His conquering love shines,

And claim the great truth:The battle is the Lord's, the victory is mine.

Give Thanks with a grateful heart.

 Of course. Here is a response that builds on that beautiful line.

Give Thanks

Give thanks with a grateful heart,

Not for the ease,but for the art

Of Your presence in the lean and the start.

For manna in the wilderness,

For Your promised faithfulness.

"Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus." (1 Thessalonians 5:18)

Give thanks for love that would not let me go,

For grace that daily makes my spirit grow.

For the breath that forms a prayer,

For the knowledge that You’re there.

"Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for mankind." (Psalm 107:21)

Give thanks for the cup, for the daily bread,

For the living words Your Spirit has said.

For the morning sun,a golden seal,

Proving that Your love is true and real.

"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights..." (James 1:17)

Give thanks when the heart is heavy-led,

Remembering the promises You’ve said.

You are the rock,the constant stream,

The substance of the hope I dream.

"I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds." (Psalm 9:1)

So from this grateful heart, I raise

A sacrifice of joyful praise.

Not just for what Your hand supplies,

But for the light within Your eyes

That calls me child,and makes me whole—

Thanks is the anthem of my soul.

You are wonderful to me.

Here is a poem to God, woven with scripture, expressing wonder at His nature and love.

You Are Wonderful to Me

The heavens, a canvas stretched so wide,

Declare the work of Your hands,Your glory undenied.

The mountains stand in silent,steadfast awe,

At the whispered artistry of the Creator’s law.

“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” (Psalm 19:1)

Not in the earthquake, wind, or fire’s rage,

But in the stillness,You turn my heart’s page.

A gentle whisper,a presence soft and deep,

A promise for my soul to hold and keep.

“After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.” (1 Kings 19:12)

You saw me formed in secret, in the dark,

And with Your finger wrote my hidden part.

Before a day of my life was yet begun,

Your thoughts toward me outnumbered every one.

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” (Psalm 139:13-14)

When I am lost, a single wandering sheep,

Your voice pursues me,promises to keep.

You leave the ninety-nine upon the hill,

To find the one,and whisper, “Peace, be still.”

“Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them... he goes after the lost sheep until he finds it.” (Luke 15:4)

And greatest wonder, love I cannot earn—

Upon a cross,for me, Your heart did yearn.

While I was lost in sin,You paid the cost,

To call me child,to save the one who’s lost.

“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8)

So how could I not stand in awe and say,

You are my portion,my truth, my life, my way?

From highest star to deepest,personal grace,

I see Your wonder in each time and place.

“How wonderful are your works, Lord! In wisdom you made them all.” (Psalm 104:24)

You are wonderful to me.

Bless us that we end the year well.

 Amen.

May the Lord bless you with grace to close this chapter in peace, gratitude, and readiness for the new season He has prepared. Here is a prayer for a blessed and meaningful end to the year.

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Bless Us to End the Year Well

Lord, as this year draws to its close,

We bring to You both joys and woes.

Bless us, we pray, that we may end it well—

In peace, in wisdom, in Your story to tell.

Grant us eyes to see Your faithfulness,

Through every trial, every touch of grace.

Give us hearts to thank You for the way

You walked beside us, day by day.

Help us release what needs to be left behind—

Regrets, resentments, burdens on the mind.

And help us gather all the lessons learned,

The ways Your fire within us burned.

“Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”(Philippians 3:13–14)

Bless our reflections, our quiet review,

That we may see this year anew—

Not through the lens of unmet goals or fears,

But through the faithfulness of all Your years.

Prepare our hearts for the new beginning ahead,

With hope anchored in what Your word has said.

And as this year slips into the past,

Hold us secure in Your love that will last.

Thank You for every sunrise, every test,

For being our rest, our hope, our best.

Bless us to end this year well—in You.

Your grace is sufficient; Your promises true.

Amen.

“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” (Psalm 90:12)

Thank you for Loving me.

 Amen.

What sweeter words could a heart speak than these—simple, profound, and overflowing with humble gratitude. Here is a prayer in return for such love.

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Thank You for Loving Me

Thank You for loving me.

When I was unlovely, unseen, and lost,

You loved me at such a cost.

Not because I earned it, not because I could,

But because You are love, and Your love is good.

Thank You for loving me when I wandered away,

For meeting me still at the end of the day.

For seeing the worst and calling me best,

For offering my weary soul Your rest.

Thank You for a love that will not let me go,

A love that melts my winter’s snow.

A love that heals, that holds, that stays,

That turns my darkest nights to days.

“We love because He first loved us.”(1 John 4:19)

I did nothing to deserve this kind of grace,

Yet I see it in the mercy on Your face.

So I receive it now, with awe and with wonder,

And pray my life makes Your love thunder.

Thank You for loving me—

yesterday, today, forever the same.

Let my life echo the sweetness of Your name.

Amen.

I rest my soul in Christ alone.

 Amen.

This is the bedrock confession of a heart that has found its true home—not in achievements, possessions, or people, but in the finished work and eternal presence of Jesus Christ. Here is an affirmation of that soul-deep rest.

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In Christ Alone

I rest my soul in Christ alone.

Not in my strength, my wisdom, or my own,

Not in the shifting sands of circumstance I’ve known,

But in the solid Rock, the Cornerstone.

His grace is where my weary soul finds peace,

His righteousness my only true release.

His blood has covered every fault and fall,

His love surrounds, sustains, and holds me all.

“Truly my soul finds rest in God; my salvation comes from him.”(Psalm 62:1)

Here, in His presence, striving ceases.

Here, in His promise, my soul releases

Every burden, every weight of care,

And knows His tender, faithful repair.

No other foundation, no other name,

No other refuge, no other claim.

My soul is anchored, steadfast, and sure,

In Christ alone—forever secure.

I rest.

He holds.

And that is enough—now and always.

Amen.

Cover me with your mighty hands.

 Amen.

What a beautiful and vulnerable prayer—to ask for the covering of the One whose hands are both strong enough to hold the universe and gentle enough to mend the broken heart. Here is a prayer for that sheltering, mighty touch.

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Cover Me

Cover me with Your mighty hands,

The hands that shaped the mountains and the seas,

That hold the galaxies in their span,

Yet feel the trembling of the smallest breeze.

Let Your palms be my shield, my hiding place,

Your fingers a fence no foe can breach.

Shelter me in the shadow of Your grace,

Till the storms of life are out of reach.

“He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.”(Psalm 91:4)

Cover my mind from thoughts that bring despair,

Cover my heart from every hidden dart.

Cover my path—be my safety everywhere,

And cover my future with Your hopeful art.

For Your hands are holy, wounded, kind, and strong—

They were pierced for me, to make me free.

In their grip, I know I belong,

And in their covering, I can be still and see.

Cover me, Lord—spirit, soul, and body too.

I am safe, I am held, when I am covered by You.

Amen.

I will be still because you are God.

 Amen.

This is the deepest form of trust—the decision to cease striving, to quiet the soul, and to simply rest in the unshakable reality of who God is. Here is a quiet, firm declaration of faith.

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Because You Are God

I will be still.

I will quiet the noise within,

I will let the churning cease to spin.

I will halt the frantic pace,

And rest here in this holy space.

Because You are God.

Not a helper.Not a force.

But the Sovereign,the Source.

The Beginning and the End,

My Maker,my Defender, my closest Friend.

“Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”(Psalm 46:10)

Therefore, I will be still—

Not in despair,but in surrender.

Not in weakness,but in the strength

That comes from acknowledging at length

That You are God.

And if You are God,

Then I am not.

My plans can wait,my fears can stop.

My need to know,my need to do,

All find their peace,Lord, in You.

I will be still.

You are God.

That is enough.

That is all.

Amen.

I will see you above the storm

 Amen.

What a powerful declaration of faith! To say “I will see You above the storm” is to fix your eyes not on the raging waves, but on the One who walks upon them—the One who reigns in majesty, unshaken and unstirred, even when everything beneath seems shaken.

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Above the Storm

I will see You above the storm —

When the winds are fierce and waves are high,

When fear would cloud my spiritual eye,

I will lift my gaze beyond the gale,

To where Your glory will not fail.

For You are there—upon the throne,

Your voice still speaks though tempests moan.

You are not hidden in the blast,

You rule the storm, from first to last.

“You rule the raging of the sea; when its waves rise, You still them.”(Psalm 89:9)

Above the thunder, above the night,

Above the chaos, shines Your light.

I will see Your steadfast face,

Your covenant love, Your saving grace.

So let the storm rage on below—

My hope is anchored where winds don’t go.

My peace is fixed on things above,

On Your unchanging heart of love.

I see You, Jesus—high and lifted up,

My shelter, my strength, my overflowing cup.

The storm may toss, but it cannot hide

My King in majesty, my faithful Guide.

Amen.

God give rest to the weary and burden.

 Amen.

This is the gentle, powerful invitation of Jesus—to come to Him with our heaviness and find a rest that goes deeper than sleep, a relief that reaches the soul. Here is a prayer for that divine exchange.

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Rest for the Weary

God, give rest to the burdened and weary,

To those whose shoulders are bowed low,

Whose hearts are heavy, whose steps are slow.

You see the load we were never meant to bear,

You hear the sigh of our silent despair.

We come to You, just as You said to come—

All who are weary, all burdened and numb.

We bring our worries, our fears, our care,

And lay them down in the weightless air

Of Your mercy.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”(Matthew 11:28)

Give us the rest that restores the soul,

The quiet peace that makes us whole.

Give us the courage to lay it down—

The weight, the worry, the thorny crown.

For Your yoke is easy, Your burden is light,

You trade our darkness for Your gentle light.

You carry what we cannot hold,

And write our stories in grace, not in gold.

So here we are—weary, worn, and true,

We come, Lord Jesus, to rest in You.

Take this burden, this invisible weight,

And give us Your peace, early and late.

Thank You for being our rest, our relief, our true home.

We receive Your rest—and we are no longer alone.

Amen.

I surrender my life to you.

 Amen.

This is the most sacred and complete offering—the full release of your will, your hopes, your fears, and your future into the hands of the One who made you, loves you, and leads you. Here is a prayer of total surrender.

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I Surrender

I surrender my life to You.

All my plans, my dreams, my desires,

All my hidden fears and secret fires.

My past with its regrets, my present with its need,

My future with its unknowns—to You I gladly cede.

I surrender my will—bend it to Yours.

I surrender my heart—break it, restore it, make it pure.

I surrender my strength—weak though it be,

That Your power alone might shine through me.

I surrender my timeline, my sense of “too late” or “too soon,”

I surrender my need to understand beneath the sun or moon.

I let go of control, of holding tight,

And fall into Your arms, infinite and bright.

“Into your hands I commit my spirit.”(Psalm 31:5)

This is not a surrender to emptiness or loss,

But to the One who bore the cross.

Not to a force, but to a Father’s embrace,

To infinite mercy, to unending grace.

I surrender. I am Yours. Do in me as You will.

My life is no longer mine—Your purpose I’ll fulfill.

Here I am, Lord—take all of me.

I am home. I am free. I am Yours eternally.

Amen.

God is in control.

 Amen.

This is the unshakable foundation upon which our faith rests—the steadfast truth that calms every storm and gives hope to every heart. Here is a declaration of that sovereign reality.

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God Is In Control

God is in control.

When the world spins into chaos,

When plans unravel and hopes seem lost,

When the news speaks fear and the future feels unknown—

This truth remains, fixed on heaven’s throne.

He holds the universe in His hands,

Directs the stars and rules the lands.

Kings and nations rise and fall,

Yet His purpose stands above them all.

“He does as He pleases with the powers of heaven and the peoples of the earth. No one can hold back His hand or say to Him: ‘What have You done?’”(Daniel 4:35)

He is not surprised, not taken aback,

He knows each ending before the first act.

In the darkest night, He’s weaving light,

Making even broken pieces come out right.

So I will release my grip on “why,”

And trust the hand that holds the sky.

I’ll rest my heart in His command,

And walk in peace across this land.

God is in control—yesterday, today, forever the same.

My fear may rise, but I’ll speak His name.

For His throne is steadfast, His reign is sure,

And in His sovereign grace, I am secure.

Amen.