A Walking New Man

 

 

Through the desire of self, driven by willpower. Birthed a place of desolation.

A place of rest without any rest.

A place of knowledge, but without sense.

A place of fulfillment, without satisfaction.

Living, but without life. Isolation to desolation.

Even in a desert place, Your living waters follow by grace.

Now in mercy I follow your living waters by faith.

Leaving behind the

nowhere circle.

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