The moon is high above the trees, The stars look down to witness me, The air I breath deeply in and out, My soul, My heart, My voice give shout, I crave You Lord Deep, deep Within Like food for the physically hungry, Like the eye seeks symmetry, Like parched earth starves for moisture, My soul, My heart, My voice without censure, I crave You Lord, Deep, deep Within. As a carpenter seeks for wood to build, As an artist seeks the fine to guild, As a bird flies high to sing its song, My soul, My heart, My voice sighs long, I crave You Lord, Deep, deep Within. As a baby longs for mother's touch, As wanderers search for more and much, As You Yourself seek the worshipper, My soul, My heart, My voice cry sure, I crave You Lord, Deep, deep Within. While addicts exist for their obsession, While misers count each possession, While greedy seek for those to control, My soul, My heart, My voice extols, I crave You Lord, Deep, deep Within. Fill me Jesus 'til I am overflowing, Fill me Jesus 'til my soul is swimming, Fill me Jesus 'til You splash onto another, My soul, My heart, My voice joins others, I crave You Lord, Deep, deep Within. ---dfav 04/28/2021
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