This Thirsty Land
This thirsty land,
        from its knees,
Holds out its sin-filled
        hands to cup any
                water it can,
                        from You.

Rain down mercy
        in buckets,
And stand this land
        upright, holding up
                its hands instead
                         to You.

Don't let this land sink
        into the pit,
Open its eyes to finally
        see true refreshment,
                the only way
                          is You.

Psalm 143

by J Alan R

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