“But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinks upon me. You are my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.”

Psalm 40:17

Throughout our lives we work so hard

To try and get ahead;

Some even strive for glory and fame

So others will remember them after they’re dead.

But, sadly, in the midst of such quests and striving

No peace-of-mind we find;

There is no love, joy, hope or true meaning in life

From the things that one day we’ll leave behind.

That’s why it’s good for us to stop and remember

Our condition and God’s supply:

We’re poor and needy, but He is not—

And always ready to help us from on high.

Regardless of how much money we have

Or how many houses, clothes or land,

The truth remains we’re poor and needy

And need help from God’s own hand.

Money cannot buy us a good night’s sleep

Or erase our guilt and fears;

It cannot ease a troubled heart

And wipe away our tears.

Only the Heavenly Father can do that

By His condescending love

As He bends down low to meet our needs

From His unlimited supply up above.

Yes, poor and needy. . .poor and needy

That’s really what we are each hour;

And only when we pray and acknowledge this

Do we experience God’s love and power.

Help us this day, Oh Lord of life,

Upon You to cast our all—

For we are powerless to live without Your aid

As on Your dear name we do call.

by Tom Smith