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Thirsty Soul

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O God, You are my God,
My soul thirsts as I seek;
For I honor and laud,
As being humbly weak.

My flesh faints, feeling dry,
A land with no water;
I continue to cry,
For my son and daughter.

So, I look upon You,
In the sanctuary;
Help me as to construe,
I am weak and weary.

Help my daughter and son,
Beholding Your power;
What this virus has done,
Fatal through each hour.

Because Your steadfast love,
Is much better than life;
Sending praises above,
In the midst of this strife.

For as long as I live,
I will bless in Your name;
Knowing You will forgive,
I proceed to proclaim.

I will be satisfied,
As with fat and rich food;
Joyful lips to abide,
Keeping in a good mood.

When I remember You,
While resting in bed;
Meditate I pursue,
On Your Word that You fed.

For You have been my aid,
And shadowed by Your wings;
Singing and not afraid,
As to what each day brings.

My soul clings unto You,
Your right hand upholds me;
It is guiding me through,
Giving insight to see.

Those who seek to destroy,
In depths of earth shall go;
And never to deploy,
From fervent depths below.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer

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