Abba, Father, I pray again as I have prayed of late,
let it be to me as it was to the widow of Zarephath.
Let the jar of flour not be used up
and the jug of oil not run dry
until the day you send
showers of blessing on me,
on my home,
on my land,
on my life.
In Jesus' name, amen.
(Based on 1 Kings 17:14)
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