so my soul longs for you, my God... (Psalm 42)
What don't I long for, Lord?
What I don't long for
is a desert of boredom,
a dry spell in my heart
a drought in my soul,...
What I don't long for, Lord,
are sands of loneliness,
a parched spirit,
seasons drear and dusty..,
But as a deer, Lord,
I long for running streams,
cool, clear, refreshing running streams...
I long for running streams
to quench my thirst for joy
to flood the barren landscape of my heart,
to usher in a season lush and green,
a springtime in my soul...
That's what I long for, Lord...
As a deer longs for running streams
so my soul longs for you, my God,
so my soul longs for you...
Amen.
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