“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
