The 63 Series


The 63 Series

1.

You, God, are my God,

earnestly I seek you;

I thirst for you,

my whole being longs for you,

in a dry and parched land

where there is no water.

Psalm 63:1



Cry of my heart, cry

That the burning thirst be blessed

Because it led

Me, even me,

To the Oasis



2.

I have seen you in the sanctuary

and beheld your power and your glory.

Because your love is better than life,

my lips will glorify you.

Psalm 63:2-3


Because your love is better,

Because your love flows,

Unhindered

By meager times,

The Oasis blooms

In the faces

Who praise Christ.


I have seen you--

Your power

Your glory--

Turning my desert

Into a forest,


The parched

Into passion,


My fault lines

Into channels

Of compassion,


Because your love flows

Unhindered

In meager times.

3.

I will praise you as long as I live,

and in your name I will lift up my hands.

I will be fully satisfied as with the richest of foods;

with singing lips my mouth will praise you.

Psalm 63:4-5


Praise is sweet,

Honey to the tongue,

Health to the heart.


I have become sweet,

I have become honey-tongued,

I have become a healthy heart.


You become what you praise.

You live as long as what you worship.

Your name is lifted as high as your thoughts.

4.

On my bed I remember you;

I think of you through the watches of the night.

Because you are my help,

I sing in the shadow of your wings.

I cling to you;

your right hand upholds me.

Psalm 63:6-8


I rest in the shadow of your wings.

It is dark and warm,

Here in softness of your feathers.

I feel you supporting my back,

So strong I can sleep

Though the gales

Of a hurricane,

For the LORD Almighty

Can still wing His way.

5.

Those who want to kill me will be destroyed;

they will go down to the depths of the earth.

They will be given over to the sword

and become food for jackals.

But the king will rejoice in God;

all who swear by God will glory in him,

while the mouths of liars will be silenced.

Psalm 63:9-11


The jackals cry in the desert night;

Their echoes haunt the air.

The cacophony

Quiets suddenly--

With a flash of light--

A song rushes

From the stars

Singing in joy

Over the garden,

“Come Drink the Water of Life!”











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