Feed Me
I'm hungry
And though there is so much to choose from,
It's just not enough
i see what the world offers
And yes, it is rather tempting
But if I consume in my body that which is of worldly satisfaction
Those things will be dead in me
Which brings about regurgitation
And I'll still be hungry due to deprivation
So, I'm on a mission
I want nothing that's quick or convenient
The snacks in that category will hold me over until
But what I'm after is a full course meal, that which fulfills
So, show me to the Way 'cause I'm after the Truth
Guide me to the Life
Take me to the True Vine 'cause I desire fruit
My body is weak from the pangs of my hunger
Lust, lies, deceit?
Is this what you got for me?
That's not what I need
From that tree, I refuse to eat
Better is a dinner full of love and herbs
Rather than a feast with a fatted calf and hateful words
I am hungry
Hungry for True food
Lord, I hunger for You
Though I have the ability to feed on junk, I have grown accustomed to true nourishment
Lord, feed me
I don't want evil, but give me righteousness
I don't want lies, but give me truth
I've searched all over, but no one has it on their menu
What I need I can only get from You
Lord, feed me
I'm like a new born baby that cries when she hungers
So when she screams, I'll translate
"Daddy, I'm hungry, so feed me."
You are the pure milk of salvation
And in You, I find true fulfillment
That I might grow in truth and godliness
You are the organic fruit
I met a man named Paul, and he introduced me to something new
We went to a place called Galatia, and behold, I found You
I didn't even have to place my order
What I wanted was clear
Paul told me, "Jade, we only serve life here."
"Help yourself", he said, "enjoy the fruit."
So I bowed my head to give thanks for the food
Lord, thank You for patience, kindness, and this delicious truth
Thank You for faithfulness, love , joy, and peace too
You have fed my hungry soul, and I have to admit, I was seeking full satisfaction
But I am never satisfied, only craving more
Matter fact, can I get a platter to go?
Enough for me and my children's children and their children's soul?
When I go home, I'll keep in remembrance, that sin is like that of junk food
It's so sweet, so good, but its sickening because I'm fed by You
But You gave me honey
Sweet to the taste, dripping from the honeycomb
As wisdom is to my spirit, so delightful to my soul
Lord, thank You for the hands that prepared it
Yes, I am speaking of You
I just say thank You
In a sense that I've got all I need, I am certainly satisfied
But because I want more of Your goodness, Your mercy, Your grace,
You've enhanced my appetite
Real talk, You are enough
More than enough
Just keep feeding me
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