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Psa. 42:1,2 "…As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God…"


My soul thirsts for You,
For You…O my LORD;
Ne'er seems to be enough,
I'm always wanting more.

To be so very close to You,
With nothing in between;
More and more of You,
My soul desires to glean.

Teach me…Your ways,
As we walk day by day;
From Your paths…LORD,
Ne'er to go astray.

By our daily struggles,
Draw us closer to You;
Peace and contentment,
Our very soul…renew.

Fill us up…LORD,
Fill to overflowing;
Not held inside…LORD,
But, to others freely flowing.

We cannot contain,
Your Life in such abundance;
All You have for us,
Spills out…like a fragrance.

A sweet-smelling fragrance,
To cover all the earth;
We cannot contain,
The joy of our "new birth".

To contain…was not intended,
Poured-out for all mankind;
Your Life…freely flowing,
For all who seek…shall find!


Oct. 24, 2000

Aimee Love

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