Rivers of living water flowed from Your side, and life living blood did to. I will never forget all of the mean and cruel things that they did to You. For in my mind the picture remains there, You could have stopped it, but didn’t because You cared.
You took the punishment that was supposed to be mine, and for that I will love You for all time. Blood and water to quinch our thirst,and Your powerful Words to feed our hungry souls; in the sixty-six books You wrote for us to hold, to read, to keep in front of our eyes; nevertheless some do and others despise.
Rivers of living water refreshes a desert land,I will always hold on to Your unchanging hand. When I think about Your blood that You shed for me, I hold those memories in my heart that rivers of living water will flow from deep within me.
Food for the Soul 
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