In this dry and thirsty land
this child raises her head
to the Son
head bowed
before Him
now
now
before Him
eyes raised upward
to the Son
this child cries out
Jesus, I need you for I am dry
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In this dry and thirsty land this child raises her head to the Son head bowed before Him now now before Him eyes raised upward to the Son this child cries out Jesus, I need you for I am dry Author notesNO real form, nothing but pure, raw emotion. What did you thinkComments
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