Oh Father of all Living,
I am so thankful for the Living Water of which I taste
Your Holy Spirit refreshes my soul with His presence and His words
He enlivens the Word to be moving and flowing like a stream
They are good and so true, as they sting, poured over an open wound
With wounds caused by sin, thorns in my flesh, and trials of my soul
I often stray to seek wells with dirty water, sweetened with lies
This land wants for pure water and a place to lie down
I groan for other worlds, to find Living Water on Holy ground.
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