I see the rivers flowing down
From mountain to the sea,
Filling the lands that they pass through
With lush, verdant bounty.
So, too, does the river of Life,
Which flows from You to me,
Turn that which was barren desert
Into Your victory.
For my soul was desolate once,
And now it teems with life.
Where once only pain could hold sway,
Hope, joy and peace are rife.
You caused the waters of Your love
To pour through my dry soul
And fill it with Your living grace,
The barren was made whole.
Psalm 78:16
He made streams come out of the rock and caused waters to
flow down like rivers.
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