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## 42:1
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> My Soul Pants for You
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>> As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.
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Occasion: Coming back after drifting
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Lord, I am at the door again.
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I have drifted a long way on little wants,
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one day at a time,
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one shrug,
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one delay,
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until You felt far because I kept straying.
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Sometimes I knew I was drifting.
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Other times I hardly noticed.
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Now the distance feels real,
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and I am ashamed that I let it go so far.
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Bring me back without disguise.
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Teach me to come thirsty and tell the truth.
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I do not want to make promises
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only because I am afraid,
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or pretend I can repair the distance myself.
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I'd rather arrive with an excuse in hand.
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I'd rather speak around the bare fact
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that I left the stream for dust.
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The words stick like dust on my tongue
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even now, trying to say it plainly.
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Bring me all the way in.
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Do not let shame keep me at the door.
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I came back with dust in my mouth.
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Let the first thing I taste be mercy.
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Amen. |