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From Isaiah 12:1-6

Singing Without a Throat

mps 7/16/1997

My throat was a wadi of dust and rocks
reflecting the parched life of my soul.
Water
Some little droplet
to sooth and save a life,
my life.

Then the spring appeared,
Your spring
“Draw water, come to the spring.
Be washed of the dust and the rocky places.
Sooth your throat, sing a song,
My song,
Our song,
a song of salvation.”

© Marty Schoenleber, 1997

May your Sunday reflections be filled with joy in the song of the Savior’s salvation.