~ STREAMS OF LIVING WATER ~ My soul was parched and weary as I trudged through desert sands. My heart was over-laden with the weight of life's demands. I cried to God in anguish, "Lord, I can't take any more! I've used up all the hoarded strength I thought I had in store! So please just take me home right now, for I don't want to live. I've shared until my well is dry; there's nothing left to give." But Jesus in His mercy heard my heartfelt, desperate cry, And filled my empty vessel from His bountiful supply. He gave me peace and comfort as I read His Word and prayed, And showed me when I trust in Him, I'll never be afraid. Instead of barren desert, I see beauty all around, And streams of living water quench this dry and thirsty ground. Oh Lord, I thank You for the grace that set my spirit free, And for Your love that ransomed me for all eternity. ~*~ Betty Jo Mings © 2006 Return To Poetry By Betty Jo Mings