The Brook
Gazing at my toes through clear rippling water Delight bubbles up within me Peace soothes my anxious heart Water sparkles The sun glances off Its coolness washing reviving A shimmering delight cascading over rocks shouting a symphony of praise Downward it tumbles Rushing back to years long past Another man sat by a brook The land of Israel gripped by famine God withheld the rain The brook provided drink The birds brought food The servant was sustained Sin brought hunger hardship But God did not forget The God who sees who hears provides had met him at the brook Again there is a famine A hunger of the soul Emptiness consumes And brokenness destroys Our faithful God doth still sustain As strength is granted Pain is soothed Heart is mended And Spirit once more overflows The water 'round my legs Clear Cool Cleansing Reflection of my God