PSALM 42:1-2
As a deer longs for flowing streams,so my soul longs for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When shall I come and behold
the face of God?
---- Mine,
I desire you to desire Me more ardently than the things of the earth that thieves can steal and rust destroy. Desire to look upon My countenance more than you long for air to breathe. Hunger and thirst for Me as I hunger and thirst for your love. Remain in me and I will remain with you always. My Face will shine on you and I will be your rock of refuge, your shelter, your comfort, and your shade.
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