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My soul thirsts for you
My flesh longs for you
In a land parched and weary
With no water
So too in the sanctuary
To have beheld you
Your might
And your glory
My soul thirsts for you
My flesh longs for you
In a land parched and weary
With no water
So too in the sanctuary
To have beheld you
Your might
And your glory