This is my prayer in the desert
When all that's within me feels dry
This is my prayer in my hunger and need
My god is the god who provides
And this is my prayer in the fire
In weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved in more worth than gold
So refine me, Lord, through the flame
And this is my prayer in the battle
When triumph is still on its way
All of my life
In every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship
No weapon formed against me shall remain
I will rejoice
This is my prayer in the harvest
When favor and providence flow
I know I'm filled to be emptied again
The seed I've received I will sow
Jill McCloghry
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