Jesus, You are my refuge in the storm. You are my portion when I thirst for living water. You hold the blessing for my present and the hope for my future. You protect me from the heat of the world’s affairs. You are my victory, for You wear the victor’s crown. I lift my praise in your precious name and authority, according to the good and perfect will of the Father. Amen.
“For you have been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a shelter from the storm and a shade from the heat; for the breath of the ruthless is like a storm against a wall, like heat in a dry place.” (Isaiah 25: 4-5a ESV)