My Flesh Pines For You. Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

My Flesh Pines For You.



My soul thirsts for my god.
My flesh pines for you.

Allow me to gaze
toward you in your
holy sanctuary.

My lips shall glorify you.
With exultant lips
my mouth shall praise you.

(Pl. read Psalm 63. of the Old Testament in the Holy Bible)

Friday, June 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: god,lips,mouth,praise,thirst
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