"heaven, please"
fountain of living water
give me a drink of love
wrap me in your feathers
my eyes on you like a dove
my aching heart
longs to see your face
to hear your voice
to be in your arms at the end of this race
i'm ruined for anything less
than the father's perfect love
let it be real
sent from your throne above
holy spirit be my best friend
your presence is great
meet me in the secret place
walk me down the path that is straight
the world leaves me empty
i need something real
something from heaven
filled with your zeal
jesus is the king
he'll make the wrong right
establish justice
and make the earth bright.
sking
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if i can find this st. john of the cross book full of his poems i'll send it to you soon
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