

You spoke, and what was not became,
The heavens opened at Your name.
Before my breath, before my days,
You fashioned me, Adániwáyé.
El Roi — The God Who Sees Me
When hidden tears fall silently,
And no one knows the depths of me,
Still I am known beneath Your gaze—
You see me, Adániwáyé.
Jehovah Jireh — The Lord Who Provides
When empty hands have naught to raise,
You meet my need in countless ways.
My daily bread comes by Your grace—
You provide, Adániwáyé.
Jehovah Rapha — The Lord Who Heals
When wounds run deep and strength decays,
Your healing hand remains always.
You touch the broken, mend, and raise—
You heal me, Adániwáyé.
Jehovah Shalom — The Lord My Peace
When storms arise and fears invade,
You quiet me beneath Your shade.
My troubled heart finds rest and stays—
You are my peace, Adániwáyé.
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