Dry Dry Dry

Dry Dry Dry

'Twas in the desert

Dry and parched I did seek

For it was there my thirst grew strongest

And it was there that I grew weak

Yet it was there where He could show me

In that desert dry and hot

That the water which is living

Is water which is sought.

 

 

 

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