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Thirsty


I want to be drenched in Your love Forever by Your side, Fill up my dry soul And make me come alive. Won’t you pour into my life You said you’d come like rain So come into my heart It’s a dry and dusty place At last I feel the drip drops Of healing form in me The captives are released And finally are free. To the lamb who was slaughtered To take away my sins Praise You Jesus, You cleanse me And give me life again.
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