My Oasis

The heat of the world burns;
I rest in His cool shadow,
And of Living Waters, I yearn,
To drown the drought filled sorrows.

In this dry world, my soul pants for Thee;
You are my thirst-quenching Oasis;
In a dry land where no water is;
And where no other shelter can be.

He is my sanctuary,
Where I can freely rest;
I am in Him and He in me,
The Holy Spirit quenches best!

In the early morning hour,
I will seek You first thing;
To You be the glory, my King,
To Whom has all the power!


“O God, Thou art my God; early will I seek Thee: my soul thirsteth for Thee, my flesh longeth for Thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is; to see Thy power and Thy glory, so as I have seen Thee in the sanctuary. ” (Psalm 63:1)

โ€œAs the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God. My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?โ€ (Psalms 42:1-2)

He Saves

The Daily Post has again given a word prompt that I have written a poem about. I started this one months ago, but never finished it — until today’s word prompt prompted me to. ๐Ÿ™‚ I call this one, “He Saves”.

The world is a vast ocean โ€“ seems never ending
In it I am going under and drowning โ€“ sinning
He reaches into the waves and grabs โ€“ my hand
He is the stable Rock upon which I can โ€“ stand

This world is a hot, barren desert โ€“ we thirst
Only the Living Water can quench โ€“ put Him first
Worldly ways are sea water โ€“ donโ€™t satisfy
Itโ€™ll slowly kill; shed the salt โ€“ unto Him cry, cry, cry

Christ is the Way in the wilderness of Earth โ€“ an oasis
Drink in the ways of the Water โ€“ sheer bliss
Immerse in the water, let the Holy Spirit in โ€“ baptize
True happiness is found here โ€“ we realize

He is the One, He is the Light who illuminates โ€“ the way
The Son rose, ending the dark night โ€“ and brought the day
When sin threatened to defeat us โ€“ send us to eternal graves
He overcame death and sin for our sakes โ€“ He saves