All these ways, supply already at the ready prior to need.
I stumble; your hand supports my back.
My strength gives out; there is a bench.
My throat is dry and my voice breaks; I am standing already by an oasis of cool water.
I wait for rescue, yet you already have placed by me all I need. I see it only when need forces open my eyes.
Let me awaken sooner, Lord.
(Letter #2,692)