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Monday, July 15, 2013

So Dry So Thristy

In the wilderness Where the land is dry
Needing some water Least my flesh shall die

From the foolish things My mind wants to do
Need to take control Set down praying through

Look up to the hills From this desert land
So dry, so thirsty I'm a sinful man

Jesus, I cry out Save my weary soul
So Dry So Thirsty Lead me where to go

Thanks for reading. 

Poem #1606
Idea 24 Jan 2012 Time" 6:48 PM Foot of bed

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Did you mean thirty as age or thirsty?

Anonymous said...

Did you mean thirty as age or thirsty?

Susan Ann Blakley said...

Thirsty not Thirty. Thanks for the correction.