a psalm for those who are feeling parched
Molten gold is pouring out from your chalice, O Lord.
How can I go for days… sometimes weeks… and not know what
resonates afresh in this season of seasons…
How unendingly parched is my spirit for your beauty! Your grace! Your majesty!
Step outside and feast at my overflowing table, you invite.
Let me rain refreshing on you, saturate all your dry and cracked places,
and I will make you a flowing fountain of my living water.
I hold out my hands, as cup for your water. You run rivulets through my fingers, but I never run out. And again, I continue singing…
Bless the Lord, O-O-Ohhh my soul…
© Pam Depoyan
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