Ezekiel 47:9

Like the bitter ocean waters,

Are the burdens of this day.

They wash upon me like the waves

That rush the shores of the bay.

Like a stream born in the mountains,

Flowing down into the sea,

Is the sweetness of your promise

And the love you bring to me.

Bitter tears, like ocean water,

Wash the earth beneath my feet

‘Til there’s nothing I can stand on

But my sorrow and defeat.

Yet when I turn and see your spring

Cascading down to meet me,

All the sweetness of that water

Refreshes me completely.

And I no longer fear the pain

Of burdens and of sorrow

For I am stronger than the waves

And I dread fear tomorrow.

Though I may walk upon the shore

Where tears and sorrows still teem,

I’ll turn my back upon the sea

And drink from your loving stream.

Ezekiel 47:9
Swarms of living creatures will live wherever the river flows. There will be large numbers of fish, because this water flows there and makes the salt water fresh; so where the river flows everything will live.