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Like deer at a flowing stream
I wake thirsty from a dream
Tears feed me, night and day
“Where is your God?” people say
My spirit is cast down low
God’s faithful, trusty love, He shows
Nightly, Psalms sing to my heart
Praying for my life to restart
My flesh cries out in thirst
God’s love will always arrive first
In the middle of dry land
His love extends from His hand
Sometimes life brings bitterness to drink
Thirsty like parched land, I think
The Gospel brings forward good news
Living water quenches, like morning dew
The Enemy taunts me once more
“Where is your God?” he implores
He has left and forsaken you
Your tiny life should be through
Glory of God fills the streams
Desert sands become pools, no dream
Grass thickens across the vast plains
Springs arise, thirst never to wane
Jesus, the Lamb, shepherds me now
Providing living water, kneel and bow
Come, take this water of life
Receiving God’s grace, without any strife
Waking in the darkness of night
Thirsty for God’s message of might
Making water flow from a stone
Split open by God’s blessed tone
The Enemy’s spirit no longer swarms
Thirst for righteousness, defeats any storms
All who thirst, seek God’s altar
Holy Spirit’s living water, never falters
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Originally published September, 2019.
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