Dry . . . Dry . . Dry  
     
 
     

  'Twasin the desert

Dryand parched I did seek

Forit was there my thirst grew strongest

Andit was there that I grew weak

Yetit was there where He could show me

Inthat desert dry and hot

Thatthe water which is living

Iswater which is sought.

  Sonoron Desert Saguaro
adapted from C. S. Fallsby
permission, 10/97
   
 
     
 
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