This is my prayer in the desert, and all that is within me feels dry.
This is my prayer in the hunger in me, my God is a 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 flames.
And I will bring praise. I will bring praise,
No weapon forged against me shall remain.
I will rejoice. I will declare:
God is my victory and He is here.
And this is my prayer in the battle and triumph is still on it's way.
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ, so firm on his promise I'll stand.
All of my life, in every season, You are still God.
I have a reason to sing. I have a reason to worship.
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.
~ by Hillsong
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