This is my prayer in the desert
and all that's within me feels dry.
This is my prayer in the hunger and need.
My God is a God who provides.
And this is my prayer in the fire,
in weakness or trial or pain.
There is a faith proved of more worth than gold,
so refine me Lord through the flames.
And I will bring praise,
I will bring praise.
No weapon forged against me shall remain.
I will rejoice,
I will declare:
God is my victory and He is here.
And this is my prayer in the battle
and triumph is still on its way.
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ,
so firm on His promise I'll stand.
All of my life
in every season
You are still God.
I have a reason to sing,
I have a reason to worship.
This is my prayer in the harvest,
when favour and providence flow.
I know I'm filled to be empited again.
The seed I've recieved I will sow.