Misty Edwards - Fling Wide
As the deer pants for the water
my soul longs for You
As the body dies without water
my soul dies without You
They may say
“Come on
get over it
Drink
be merry
for tomorrow we die”
That’s why I’d rather sit in the house of mourning
Than at the table with fools
Blessed are the hungry―You said it
I believe it
Hunger is an escort into the deeper things of You
You satisfy
you satisfy
My soul cries
my soul cries
my soul cries for You
Take me to the place where You satisfy
take me to the river
I’ll do anything
God; there is no price
everything is okay”
“Why the hunger?
Why the thirsting? Why the mourning?”
But my soul cries
All my tears You hold in a bottle; You will pour them out like rain
Weeping endures for the night
for the night
But joy comes in the morning
joy comes in the morning
Blessed are the hungry
blessed are the thirsty
You said it
I believe it; I believe it
Hunger is the escort into the deeper things of You
Deep is calling out to deep is calling out to deep
Yesterday’s depth is feeling really shallow
I’ve gotta go deeper
deeper
deeper still
And all Your waves and all Your billows crash over me
Pulling me deep
deep
From glory to glory
from strength to strength
From depth to depth
I want to fellowship with You
You’re not so far away
it’s not too mysterious
You’re living on the inside of me
Your Spirit on the inside of me
Spring up
O well; spring up
O well
within me