Lord of every heart,
I’m coming back to You.
I’m standing in the shallows
Of what Your love can do;
Remembering the joy
Of laughter in the rain,
I’m calling from the desert,
Won’t You fill me again?
Fill me again,
Won’t you fill me again?
I’m tired and I’m thirsty
And I’ve come to the end.
Come cleanse me with fire,
Refresh me with rain.
O, Breath of the Spirit,
Come closer.
Lord of every deed,
Your promise is enough;
You’re unreserved in mercy,
And unrestrained in love.
I’m casting down these crowns
Of all that I can do;
I’m trading my ambition
For a touch of You.
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