My life and soul were parched.
In a proverbial land of hunger and thirst, dispair seemed inevitable.
I cryed to you like many times before.
You Lord are faithful.
Like Moses striking the rock my thirst was quenched.
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Like Manna from heaven my hunger was satisfied.
You are faithful from generation to generation.
Blessed be your name.
Amen.
- DTH
(Bridge between Cawdor and Kilravock Castles)
