Bread In The Wilderness

Forty years in the sand manna fallin like confetti

Deut eight three not by bread alone but the Word keep us steady

Cloud by day fire by night guidance divine

They wandered lost but His presence was the sign

I was bankrupt overdraft eatin at my soul

Negative balance but His mercy made me whole

Desert checking account still He poured from above

Exodus 16 daily bread teaching trust and love

I tried hustlin harder but He parted my Red Sea

Bills like Jericho walls crumbled when I breathed free

Faith is not sight Hebrews eleven made it plain

What they called wasteland He called training terrain

In the desert You are the water You are the flame

Provider in the drought forever You remain

When I do not understand I still lift up my hands

You are the God who brings me through to the promised land

Numbers eleven they complained about the taste

He rained quail from the sky nothing ever went to waste

Even shoes on their feet never broke Deut twenty nine

Grace stitched in leather keeping pilgrims aligned

I was fed by ravens like Elijah in the drought

First Kings seventeen famine still no doubt

Psalm twenty three the cup overflows in the valley

Enemies around me yet His goodness kept tally

Provision is not the product provision is His Presence

Matthew six birds fed without stressin

I do not chase riches I chase Kingdom vision

Seek first the King He handles every addition

In the desert You are the water You are the flame

Provider in the drought forever You remain

When I do not understand I still lift up my hands

You are the God who brings me through to the promised land

I wandered in deserts where my soul felt parched

He split the rock for water let the river discharge

Exodus seventeen the staff struck and it gushed

Christ the living Rock First Corinthians ten discussed

Christ in the wilderness Matthew four in the fight

Stones were the bait but Scripture held the might

Man does not live by bread that can be bought

But by every Word His mouth has taught

I rap like manna daily portioned never hoarded

If greed stores it up by dawn it is distorted

Lesson in famine gratitude over panic

Gods provision is not sporadic it is supernatural mechanics

Water from the stone bread from the sky

Even in doubt You never passed me by

Fire in the night cloud in the day

You guide every step never lost in the way

In the desert You are the water You are the flame

Provider in the drought forever You remain

When I do not understand I still lift up my hands

You are the God who brings me through to the promised land