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Would you think me odd
if I confessed:
I look forward
to crying out loud,
I long to be
drained of my will,
I desire to struggle
with being downcast,
I yearn to come to
the end of myself,
And though I never know
why,
I know exactly Who
Allows me to grow hungry
so I all the more
seek His feeding hands?
Psalm 38
Matthew 5:6
John 6:35
Deuteronomy 8:3
Isaiah 55:1 |
