| 'TIL I REACH MY HEAVENLY HOME by Eva |
| L-RD, how I thirst for Your Holy Presence In a land so hot and dry. How I long to taste Your Spirit; Give me drink or else I die! Cause once more the blooming roses To arise through barren ground. Fill me with Your sweet aroma; Let Your love in me abound. Lead me on, sweet Blessed Savior! I, a pilgrim, am Your own, Pressing onward ever upward Til I reach my Heavenly home. |
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