Jesus, my soul is crushed.
So, I will remember You
I will remember You on Golgotha
I will remember You in Judea
I will remember You in the Holy of Holies
Your deep Waters call forth the water in me
The sound of Your Father stirs the well in my heart
Your waves of Life overflow me
Your love will find me in the day
Your sweetness will sing through the night
And I will call to You in my prayer
I will say to You, my Rock
Why did Your Father forget You?
Why did He allow Your enemies to surround You?
Why did He allow them to pierce Your side?
Why did He let them mock You
And ask where Your Father was?
Why do I collapse?
And why am I shaken?
Hope in Jesus
I will yet praise Him Who has gone before
Showing posts with label Psalm 42. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psalm 42. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
Psalm 42: Part 1 - Thirsty
As the deer pants for the water
So my soul pants for You.
My spirit thirsts for the Living Water.
For the Fountain of Life.
When will I throw off this life
And stand in Your Truth?
My drink is my own tears day and night.
And no one can see You in my life.
These thoughts won't leave, and my courage melts away.
I used to pray with the saints
I used to praise with the church
And celebrate Your triumph.
Why do I collapse?
And why am I shaken?
I fix myself on Jesus.
I will yet see His Face and be helped.
So my soul pants for You.
My spirit thirsts for the Living Water.
For the Fountain of Life.
When will I throw off this life
And stand in Your Truth?
My drink is my own tears day and night.
And no one can see You in my life.
These thoughts won't leave, and my courage melts away.
I used to pray with the saints
I used to praise with the church
And celebrate Your triumph.
Why do I collapse?
And why am I shaken?
I fix myself on Jesus.
I will yet see His Face and be helped.
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