Poetry

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You know my deepest needs, Lord,
You come and fill me up,
So now I lift it up to You
This dry and empty cup.

You've promised all the thirsty
That You will satisfy,
And when we choose to come to You
You every need supply.

In walking through this wilderness
I have become so parched,
I come and claim Your promise, Lord,
So to Your well I've marched.

I have a holy craving,
I yearn for something more,
And only You can satisfy,
You are worth waiting for.

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