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- River of bottled water flowing in the wilderness River of bottled water flowing in the wilderness a wind of endless sand You're walking on dry ground steps a night where even tears have dried up Looking at the sky When you hold on to your little faith I can
- never chicken out —but instead of answers, only endless tears and denial followed. But eventually, I guess I’ll come to accept it.
- YOUR PRESENCE is HEAVEN to me Matchless love and beauty, endless worth Nothing in this world can satisfy 'Cause Jesus You're the cup In my weakness you are merciful Redeemer of my past and present wrongs Holder of my future days to come