My God, supply my every need,
Hear now my plea, come down and hear;
The heart is weak, knees knock in fear—
Let me upon your courage feed.
My Lord, what lack I daily feel!
To your embrace I daily turn,
From man’s desire I cannot learn,
But for your grace I humbly kneel.
For more than pleasure, food, and clothes
Was man, your highest creature, made,
Keep me from Esau’s foolish trade—
I choose the way my Jesus chose.