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 of 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,
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ,
So firm on His promise I'll stand.
I will bring praise,
I will bring praise,
No weapon formed against me shall remain.
I will rejoice,
I will declare,
God is my victory and He is here.
In every season,
You are still God,
I have a reason to sing,
I have a reason to worship.
And this is my prayer in harvest,
Where favour and providence flows,
I know I'm filled to be emptied again,
The seed I've received I will sow.
