I am at rest, after a long, long day. I have everything I need. I am fed, I have clean water, I have shelter. I have love and a community of good friends. I am blessed beyond measure. Truly, what need of mine has not been met?
Bless the Lord, oh my soul. For who has given you any good thing, but Him who created it? And do not glorify yourself in vanity, for nothing is given outside of His providence.
Bless the Lord, who has blessed you with good, that you should do good things, and punished you with punishments, that you should draw near to Him.
What curse could fall upon me, that drawing nearer to God, could not be endured? Has He failed you yet?
And so I drift off to sleep, thankful to Him who has provided.