The Word feeding my soul
Emptiness fulfilled
Thirst for knowledge being quenched
Like my spirit is hungry
I can feel my wounds healing slowly
My pain resting in His hands
My faith strengthening
For “It is written”
Assurance guaranteed
On bended knee
Releasing my heart to Him
In its entirety
Fully submitting
Openly loving Him
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