WITHOUT MEASURE
Do I provide for My creation?
How many birds can I feed?
What about the squirrels?
Can I not supply all they need?
So many little mouths.
Where do they go?
Do they fly south?
How do they know?
Do they pray to Me?
Do they seek My face?
Do they bow their knee?
Do they know My grace?
I can answer no to each one.
I know what they need.
No one can do what I do.
It is only I that can feed.
What will I do for My own,
who pray and seek My face,
who bow the knee,
and know My abundant grace?
My goodness, mercy and love,
there is no end to My treasure.
Will I not open My windows from above,
pouring out blessings without measure?
Jesus
Malachi 3:10
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