Better the Manna comes from above than all the meat and leeks of Egypt.  God forbid that I eat of Slavery’s provision and refuse the Bread, free and freeing, that comes from His merciful hands.  For of Egypt I eat, and with every unblessed meal become leaner and leaner in soul.  But oh my soul, I have a better Provision.

Oh my soul, you have a better Provision.

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