Thursday, December 31, 2009

Father when I wander

Father when I wander
Make that land a barren desert
Provide me with no relief

Let the sun scorch me,
May the thirst crush me,
Allow me to feed only on sand

For it is when my feet are burned
And I can no longer walk

And my tongue has dried,
And I can no longer speak

That my heart will cry out to You,
My God my Savior my King

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