Tuesday, 24 June 2008
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Living Waters
I will come to you parched and dry
I will come to you parched and dry
My mouth open wide
Desperate and sucking on my last straws
For any tinge of moisture
Are you my oasis or just a mirage?
This is my last crawl
A lie would kill me
It would doom me to dust
Devastated dust
But I’ve touched your robe before
They told me what you do
My blood thickens and crawls
Through my veins
Like multitudes of homeless beggars
Dragging their brokenness through me
Desperate and weary
Like me
Looking for a real reprieve
A drink to heal their cracked insides
A place where it is safe
To close their watchful eyes
Let me drink of you
My Jesus Christ
Immerse me and baptize me
Pour into my soul open wide
The living waters
Of precious life.
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Comments (4)
That's very good! you are talented!
Lovely, well done Issie thanks for participating
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@my_fotos - Thank you so much. I always get so nervous about sharing my work, so it's nice to know someone likes it.
@inhisimage - My pleasure entirely.