As the deer pants for the waterSo my soul longs after theeMy heart wanders through this desertAnd there is no joy in meI remember the days of your presenceHow your Spirit burned in meShall I forever wander in this desert?O Lord shall I ever be free?Night and day I continually weepMy tears have almost ran dryMy starving soul continues to seekFor the glorious one who reigns on highWhere is the voice of joy and praiseFor I surely remember all the daysWhen we came and sought and found Him thereYet now I’m lost and He is no-whereI will remember the Lord my KingAnd I will lift my voice and singOf all His glories and His deedsSo now my Lord my soul it pleadsMy downcast soul cries out to deepA song awakes me from my sleepAngel choirs they fill the nightMy eyes are dried I have my sightNow that I can clearly seeI hear my God say ‘trust in me.’And up from the dead my soul shall riseTo the Lord my King who heard my cries
Beautiful bro beautiful!!!
Amen on that Mr. Bear.
_________________Bill
Thank you guys, I wrote this poem based on psalm 42 of course, one of the most meaningful psalms to me. Thank you Lord for your word that holds us and keeps us and lifts us.............bro Frank