Though troubles assail,
And dangers affright,
Though friends should all fail,
And foes all unite:
Yet one thing secures us,
Whatever betide,
The Scripture assures us-
The Lord will provide.
   
The birds without barn
Or storehouse are fed;
From them let us learn
To trust for our bread:
His saints what is fitting
Shall ne'er be denied,
So long as 'tis written,
The Lord will provide.

We may, like the ships,
By tempests be tossed
On perilous deeps,
But cannot be lost:
Though Satan enrages
The wind and the tide,
The promise engages
The Lord will provide.

His call we obey,
Like Abra'm of old,
Not knowing our way,
But faith makes us bold:
For, though we are strangers,
We have a good guide,
And trust, in all dangers,
The Lord will provide.

When Satan appears
To stop up our path,
And fill us with fears,
We triumph by faith;
He cannot take from us,
Though oft he has tried,
This heart-cheering promise,
The Lord will provide.

He tells us we're weak,
Our hope is in vain,
The good that we seek
We ne'er shall obtain;
But when such suggestions
Our spirits have plied,
This answers all questions-
The Lord will provide.

No strength of our own
Or goodness we claim;
Yet since we have known
The Savior's great name,
In this our strong tower
For safety we hide,
The Lord is our power,
The Lord will provide.

When life sinks apace,
And death is in view,
This word of His grace
Shall comfort us through:
No fearing or doubting,
With Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting,
The Lord will provide.
                       John Newton


...God will provide...Gen 22:8

.....God has not passed thee over in His providence.  He who is the feeder of sparrows, will also furnish you with what you need.  Sit not down in despair; hope on, hope ever.  Take up the arms of faith against a sea of trouble, and your opposition shall yet end your distresses.  There is One who careth for you.  His eye is fixed on you, His heart beats with pity for your woe, and His hand omnipotent shall yet bring you the needed help.  The darkest cloud shall scatter itself in showers of mercy.  The blackest gloom shall give place to the morning.  He, if thou art one of His family, will bind up thy wounds, and heal thy broken heart.  Doubt not His grace because of thy tribulation, but believe that He loveth thee as much in seasons of trouble as in times of happiness.  What a serene and quiet life might you lead if you would leave providing to the God of Providence!  With a little oil in the cruse, and a handful of meal in the barrel, Elijah outlived the famine, and you will do the same.  If God cares for you, why need you care too?  Can you trust Him for your soul, and not for your body?  If has never refused to bear your burdens, He has never fainted under their weight.  Come, then, soul! have done with fretful care, and leave all thy concerns in the hand of a gracious God.
                                                                                                                                          C. H. Spurgeon