QUENCH MY THIRST

THIS HOLY GROUND I WALK
AND THE ANGELS READY TO HOLD YOU,TOO
BLOOD SPILT ACROSS GOD’S LAND
LOOK TO THE HEAVEN NOW
THE DRY, PARCHED LAND
FOR THESE BELIEVERS IT IS TIME
EVERYONE REJOICE. SOON TO SEE
REVENGE,IT IS THE LORD’S NOT OURS
TUMBLEWEEDS,ROLL PAST DUSTY FIELDS
I TELL YOU THIS COOL, REFRESHING WATER
ON THIS HOLY GROUND I DRINK
FILLING MY THIRST,QUENCHING RELIEF
DON’T YOU KNOW, CAN’T YOU SEE
DEMON’S ALREADY DOWN AND BEAT.
LOVE AS THIS PEACEMAKER GIVES FREELY
LISTEN TO THE SOUND
DEAFENING AS THE DISCIPLES LINE THE STREET
NO NEED TO SAY A WORD
QUIETLY,SILENTLY YOU CAN HEAR
SWIFTLY RUNNING AS THE DEER
CHILDREN OF GOD NOT TO FEAR
ON THIS HOLY GROUND WE WALK
GOD IS ALREADY HERE.

BY GENERAL HOPE 13

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