I followed you out to this desolate place… : a poem

I followed you out to this desolate placebut now I can’t hear you above this storm.I feel abandoned. Tears pour down my face.Their salty streams my only food and drink.Please, LORD, it’s you my soul is panting foryour flesh true food indeed and blood true drink.Through day and night your steadfast love is sureas the... Continue Reading →

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