Give us sickness, give us health
Give us poverty or wealth
Make us fail or make us win
Make us drown or live to swim

Give us cursing, give us praise
Make us die, prolong our days.
Yet we trust, we trust in You
You make all things ever new

Through the rising, blinding flood
Through the chaos, sticks and mud
You with patient kindness stood,
Binding all in peace for good.

This poem is an emotional outlet for the thoughts and prayers behind the post Shall I Trust You Lord?

OTHER POEMS

What Have We Done Against the Son?

I Am Coming Cawed the Raven

A (Bad) Poem on Procrastination

The Serpent’s Song

The Die is Cast

The Theologian’s Prayer

Hate This Child

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JOSIAH MEYER, B.A., M.A. is a speaker, author and teacher based in Quebec, Canada. Josiah identifies as both “Reformed & Mennonite,” and seeks to meld the best of the two traditions together. On his blog and podcast, he seeks to “create a mature and stable Christian worldview,” (Ephesians 4:14): in his sermons, he tries to speak the answers of Scriptures into the aching questions of our age. View all posts by Josiah