The poetry of thirsting for the living water

Lord, sometimes I give all I have left to give
Sometimes I run dry so that others might live
Sometimes I think You have left me alone
Sometimes I wish You would just call me home

At times I grow tired, yet I want to obey
Sometimes I can’t hear all You’re trying to say
But I’ll go where You lead — do what You say to do
And when I run dry, I will cry out to You

O Lord I need a shoulder to cry on
A heart to share the pain
A hand to hold — a friend to rely on
A cool refreshing rain
My God to bear this cross that I die on
To cleanse what can’t remain
My Father’s precious shoulder to lie on
A love that can sustain an endless rain

I would have given up quite a long time ago
If not for the grace and the love You have shown
For yesterday’s gone — tomorrow I cannot know
But I will live for today in the light that You show

Lord sing Your song, in the night lead me through
The morning will come bringing joy like the dew
Your voice, like the dawn, is a warm welcome view
Making life worth this darkness, for it drives me to You

O Lord I need a shoulder to cry on
A heart to share the pain
A hand to hold — a friend to rely on
A cool refreshing rain
My God to bear this cross that I die on
To cleanse what can’t remain
My Father’s precious shoulder to lie on
A love that can sustain an endless rain

I will press on toward the goal
For the prize
Of my life’s highest calling —
My Lord Jesus Christ

And I will fix my eyes on You
Draw close to Your side
For in the desert You’re water
In the darkness You’re light

O Lord I need a shoulder to cry on
A heart to share the pain
A hand to hold — a friend to rely on
A cool refreshing rain
My God to bear this cross that I die on
To cleanse what can’t remain
My Father’s precious shoulder to lie on
A love that can sustain an endless rain

Dennis Jernigan
A Shoulder to Cry On, from The Worshiper’s Collection, Volume 2