Habakkuk 3; Ephesians 2; John 8; Malachi 3

Lord God, you are my strength, my hope, and my salvation. You make my feet like deers feet. You make me to walk on the high hills.

Times may be tough. Fruit and food may fail. Our land may be cut up and separated, yet I will rejoice in you, Father. I will joy in you because you are the God who saves.

By your grace, through faith in Jesus, your Christ, Father, you have saved me. I continue in your word. I am your disciple indeed. I know your truth, and your truth has set me free.

I fear and hallow you, Father. I meditate on your glory and love. I am yours. You make me precious to you. You spare me like a father spares a son who serves him.

You have opened the wonders of heaven for me. You pour out, from heaven, the blessing of your presence indwelling me. I am filled with your fullness, complete and overflowing.