so many blessings and gifts:
for love, for companionship,
for healing and wholeness;
for wisdom and understanding;
for serenity and grace,
for mercy and peace…
Some days, some nights,
pure, sweet and cool,
for a drink that slakes the thirst I know
deep, deep within…
Like a dry, parched desert land,
where I might drink and bathe and be refreshed…
at the bottom of my well gone dry,
there lies my soul, parched with a thirst
that only you can quench…
As the deer longs for running streams,
so I long, so I long, so I long for you.
A-thirst my soul for you the God who is my life!
When shall I see, when shall I see,
see the face of God?
Echoes meet as deep is calling unto deep,
over my head, all your mighty waters,
sweeping over me.
Continually the foe delights in taunting me:
“Where is God, where is your God?”
Where, O where, are you?
Defend me, God, send forth your light and your truth,
they will lead me to your holy mountain,
to your dwelling place.