Bring to pass that which You determined long ago
May I take root downward so I may bear fruit upward
For You alone, O God, my soul waits in silence
You only are my Rock, my Fortress, my Salvation
I shall not be greatly shaken
Incline Your ear, O Lord, and hear
Open Your eyes, O Lord, and see
A faithful and wise servant
This, O Lord, I long to be
2 Kings 19.15-16, 25, 30; Psalm 62.1-2; Matthew 24.45
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