Soul Cry - Misty Edwards

As the deer pants for the water, my soul longs for You

As the body dies without water, my soul dies without You

They may say, «Come on, get over it

Drink, be merry, for tomorrow we die.»

That’s why…

I’d rather sit in the house of mourning

Than at the table with fools

Blessed are the hungry—You said it, I believe it

Hunger is an escort to the deeper things of You

And you satisfy, you satisfy

Oh…

As the deer pants for the water, my soul longs for You

As the body dies without water, my soul dies without You

My soul cries, my soul cries, my soul cries for You

My soul cries, my soul cries, my soul cries for You

Take me to the place where You satisfy, take me to the river

I’ll do anything, God;

there is no price, take me to the river

They may say, «Come on, get over it.

Everything is okay»

They may say, «Why the hunger?

Why the thirsting?

Why the mourning?»

But my soul cries, my soul cries

My soul cries, my soul cries, my soul cries for You

My soul cries, my soul cries, my soul cries for You

Take me to the place where You satisfy, take me to the river

I’ll do anything, God;

there is no price, take me to the river

All my tears You hold in a bottle;

You will pour them out like rain

Weeping endures for the night, for the night

But joy comes in the morning, joy comes in the morning

Blessed are the hungry, blessed are the thirsty

You said it, I believe it;

I believe it, I believe it

Hunger is the escort into the deeper things of You

My soul cries, my soul cries, my soul cries for You

My soul cries, my soul cries, my soul cries for You

Deep is calling out to, deep is calling out to deep

Deep is calling out to, deep is calling out to deep

Deep is calling out to, deep is calling out to deep

Yesterday’s depth is feeling really shallow

I’ve gotta go deeper, deeper, deeper still

As all Your waves and all Your billows crash over me

Pulling me deep, deep, deeper

From glory to glory, from strength to strength, from depth to depth

I want to fellowship with You

You’re not so far away, it’s not too mysterious

You’re living on the inside of me, Your Spirit on the inside of me

Spring up, O well;

spring up, O well;

spring up, O well, within me

Spirit of the living God…

Spring up, O well;

spring up, O well;

spring up, O well, within me

Spring up, O well;

spring up, O well;

spring up, O well, within me

I’ve got a river of life…

Spring up, O well;

spring up, O well;

spring up, O well, within me

Holy Spirit, rise up on the inside of me

And fill me with the desire for Jesus

All-consuming fire, living flame of love

Come and move within the hearts of men and women

And make us lovesick for Jesus

We are lovesick

And the spirit and the Bride say «Come, Lord Jesus»

We are lovesick

Come, Lord Jesus, Come…