God-you're my God!
I can't get enough of you!
I've worked up such a hunger and thirst for God,
traveling across dry and weary deserts.
So here I am in the place of worship, eyes open;
drinking in your strength and glory.
In your generous love I am really living at last!
My lips brim praises like fountains.
I bless you every time I take a breath;
My arms wave like banners to praise you.
The Message
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