In times of waiting, You, Yourself feed me, and your beauty is my delight.
I shout, “Glory to the Lord!”
I rejoice in the splendour of His grace.
In all things I am more than a conqueror in Christ,
Therefore my feet shall not be moved because of His mercy.
My delay; the time of foundations being laid,
My wait times, full of the joy of the Lord, for He Himself is my satisfaction and exceedingly great reward.
Why chase after the variableness of the lost?, After the uncertainty of the ungodly?
Call on the Lord and be satisfied!
He feeds the righteous with bread and wine,
Pouring oil on those who faint, and binding their wounds.
The Lord Jesus Christ is His name; full of grace and truth,
Super abounding grace forever.
Rejoice in the Lord all who despair, and be glad in His salvation,
He answers the call of the broken-hearted, lovingkindness forever more.
Praise the Lord!
Resting on the finished work of our Lord Jesus Christ at the cross, and the faithfulness of God our Abba.