Psalms Of Summer: Harkening Deer

Shakhina presence.

Spirit.

Glory.

Shashina.

Presence.

Spirit.

Glory.

Shashina.

Shashina.

Shashina.

Shashina.

Shashina.

Shashina.

I long to drink of you.

I long to drink from the source of love.

I long to drink from the source of all.

As the deer pants for flowing streams,

So my soul thirsts for you.

My soul thirsts for you.

My soul thirsts for Shashina.

I long to drink deeply from the streams of pleasure flowing from your presence.

I long to drink deeply from the streams of pleasure flowing from your presence.

The presence of Shashina.

The presence of Spirit.

The presence of the Divine.

The presence of wonder,

Mystery,

Living waters.

As the deer pants for flowing streams,

So my soul thirsts for the presence of wonder.

The presence of mystery.

The presence of living waters.

I long to drink of you.

I long to drink of you.

My soul thirsts,

Pants,

And longs for more of you.

I want to see your face.

I want to hear your voice.

You are the river that feeds the sea of all things.

You are the river that feeds my soul.

I long to drink of the river.

Your glory streams down from the mighty mountains,

Lofty and majestic.

The mountains of your awesome presence.

In awe-filled wonder,

My deep need calls out to the kindness of your love.

My deep need calls out to the kindness of your love.

Your endless love pours over us like a waterfall.

Your love song,

The song of the divine,

Is with me,

And I sing to you.

I sing with you.

As the deer pants for streams of water,

So my soul pants for streams of living water.

Of you.

Of living water.

Of you.

Of you.

Of you.

As the deer pants for streams of water,

So my soul pants for streams of living water.

My soul thirsts for you,

The source of all things,

The living source of all.

My soul thirsts for you.