God is Faithful
Father I feel as if I’m in a desert place…
Alone
I look out over the desert and all I see, is sand…
Sitting within my tent, I no longer stand
My tongue grows thick in want of water…I drink
But it does not satisfy
I thirst…
Not for natural water, no
The water only you provide, my soul longs for…
I’m crying out to you my God, as never before…
Open the door…let your water flow…
I cry for mankind…I cry for war to end…
I cry, let new life begin…
Lord many times you went into the desert
Alone to pray…
Far from the noise
To hear from your Father, what he had to say…
I’m waiting…before you…
I’m thirsty, I’m hungry, and I’m ready…
Fill me with more of you…
This I pray…
By: Marla Shaw O’Neill 2/11/2016©