Poetry

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Coming after You, Lord of all.
Missing the Best of all.
Your sweetness tasted,
I must taste again.
All other I count as loss.

Wherever You go, I will follow.
There is no better to follow
Wherever you stop, there will I stop.
For only You can fulfil and fill
This cup to overflowing

O Lord, once alone will not do.
I want more and more of You.
I must keep coming and coming
To my Rest and my Rock
Coming for what only You can do.

My soul, weary not now for Him.
Seek and stretch until you find Him
For in Him alone you have your being.
Seek Him with every fibre in you.
Taste and see the sweet in Him.


(Ps42 Matt6:33)

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