Enough

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The LORD tarries,

eyes rouse to morn;

A soul is quiet,

content for now.

But restless is the day.

Hunger wakes,

dawn questions rest;

Better tests sufficient,

today asks for more.

It wants to get it right.

But humble is the meal,

swallowed is my portion;

For this rising day,

his grace is bread enough.

He is bread enough.

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