Tuesday, October 6, 2009

my soul thirsts

As a deer pants for flowing streams,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When shall I come and see the face of God?
...By day the Lord commands his steadfast love
and at night his song is with me,
a prayer to the God of my life.

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