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Waiting at the water’s edge,

at a time of thirst that scorches my soul,

the ache is hollow.

Waters wash down from heaven’s

edge and I feel alone. Your

waiting for me to respond when

at dawn, you called my name.

The morning came and went as the

Waters flowed by me and I on the

edge stood frozen as evening approached,

waiting, deaf to your voice.

At a moment’s notice, I wanted to drink

the word and the life of you, Lord, the

waters that would quench my thirst, the

edge is a source of fear and you patiently

waiting for me to jump in

at the sound of your voice, as night falls, take

the fear away Lord and let the

waters wash over me, knock me off the

edge before this day is over.

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Waiting at the water’s edge,

I am in a time of thirst.

the ache I feel is hollow.

Waters wash down from heaven’s

edge and I feel alone. You

are waiting for a response.

At the dawn, you called my name.

The morning soon came and went.

Waters flowed by. I on the

edge stood frozen till evening

still waiting, Why am I deaf?

Me, “At a moment’s notice.”

the word of you Lord is like

waters that would quench thirst. The

edge is what I fear, but you

are waiting for me to jump

at your voice. Night falls. Please take

the fear away Lord and let

the waters wash me off this

edge before the day is done.

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At the water’s edge, I wait,

praying Lord I’m not too late.

My soul is scorched by thirst and ache.

As heaven’s waters wash and break.

At the water’s edge, frozen, I stand,

Yearning for heaven to lend a hand,

Thirsty, hollow, and alone.

seeking waters to quench my bone.

You called my name at dawn’s first light,

But morning passed without a sight.

You called my name at the break of dawn,

But the day has come and the day has gone.

The waters flowed, as I stood frozen,

Deaf to your voice, though my heart, chosen.

I stand here still, grounded, all forlorn,

Waiting for some kind of sign to dawn.

I long to drink the words you give,

The waters that will make me live.

But fear grips me at the edge,

And I’m hesitant to take the pledge.

Why am I deaf to your command?

I fear the edge, the unknown land,

Why can’t I hear your voice, so clear;

when your word can vanquish all my fear?

Patiently you wait for me to jump,

To take the leap and break my slump.

At a moment’s notice, I want to drink,

To feel your life flow, to make me think.

Lord, take away this fear of mine,

Let the water wash and shine.

Take away my fear, fulfill my dream,

Lord, your word is a flowing stream,

A wellspring of life, a balm so sweet.

Let your waters wash my feet.

Knock me off this edge so high,

Before the day is done and night draws nigh.

So as the sun sets in the west,

And darkness falls upon my breast,

At nightfall, I wait for thee,

Let your waters set me free,

To take away my pain and strife.

And carry me into eternal life.

Let your waters heal my soul,

And make me whole, and make me whole.