Desert Manna (Acoustic Praise)

[Verse 1] I was wandering Dry tongue Dry heart Every well I dug Turned to dust in the dark Then Your word came Like rain on the sand I held out my empty bowl You filled it by hand [Chorus] You are my desert manna Bread I did not earn or plan Falling in my quiet hunger Morning mercy on this land I don’t know what tomorrow’s bringing But I know whose hand I hold You are my desert manna New each day Not growing old [Verse 2] Giants in my thoughts Walls in my way Still You part the fear Like a sea in the night and day When my faith feels small Like a stone in a stream You sling it with Your promise Right through my unbelief [Chorus] You are my desert manna Bread I did not earn or plan Falling in my quiet hunger Morning mercy on this land I don’t know what tomorrow’s bringing But I know whose hand I hold You are my desert manna New each day Not growing old