I Wait

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I Wait

Poem by Sherry Davison

A burning thirst within

Consuming everything

I wait for Him to come

I wait upon my King

I have heard Him speak

His voice is the wind

I have felt His touch

The burning fire within

I wait to hear your voice

The words that you speak

I wait to feel your touch

Your kiss upon my cheek

My soul thirsts for you

The One that I love so

There is none like you

To whom shall I go

My heart how it leaps

Just to say your name

Your love is like a fire

My soul cannot contain

Cover me with mercy

Sustain me with grace

Consume me with Love

Let our hearts embrace

The fire of this love

Consumes everything

I wait for him to come

I wait upon my King.

O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you,

my body longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

Psalm 63:1

I spread out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land.

Psalm 143:6

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?
Psalm 42:2

Posted 07/05/2006