A Thirsty Soul

O Lord, I am a thirsty soul
Who longs for You to slake my thirst
With living water makes me whole
In wineskin that will never burst.

May water turn to wine in me
As I partake from table laid,
Receiving You on bended knee–
At last of Satan not afraid.

Then to us You will now reveal
The union of Your heaven, earth,
And You will Eden’s gate unseal
As earth through You now knows rebirth.

We live within Your paradise
Of earth, now Yours with heaven, too,
As with You we from grave arise
In living water’s morning dew.