We come today with open hands,
To let our needs be known;
For life, for health, for daily bread,
We look to You alone.
But when we ask for health and strength,
Sometimes we are denied.
But then in sickness and in health,
Your hand will still provide.
We lose the things we think we need,
And yet, You bring us through,
Until the day we finally learn,
That all we need is You.
We know what we would like to have,
The future we have planned.
And yet Your plans are greater far
Than we can understand.