I see His plan that is unfolding
A purpose to heal and somehow to touch
It's a gift from Him that keeps on coming
Sometimes the words overwhelm so much!
I'm a vessel of His wisdom and mercy
Mere dust of the earth He fills with grace
My brokenness flows into this poetry
He will use me until I can see His Face!
"Indeed, the water I will give him will become in him
a spring of living water welling up to eternal life."
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