Praise to the Lord who created everything.
When I deserve sorrow, He has given me joy.
When I deserve deprivation, He has given me wealth.
When I deserve retribution, He has given me grace.
When I have brought conflict upon myself, He has given me peace.
While I have celebrated my ignorance, He has granted me wisdom.
While I have lived in baseless pride, He has held me securely in His hand.
Praise to the Lord who created everything.
His mercy is unfathomable.
His patience is baffling.
Though I deserve the harshest discipline, He shows gentle restraint.
Though I quaver at the thought of my due, He grants me love.
Praise to the Lord who created everything.
I have nothing to offer to Him.
I will always have nothing to offer to Him.
He gives my existence meaning.
Praise to the Lord who created everything.
Amen!
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