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Honey from the Rock
drips
from the holes in His brow
drips
from the holes in His hands
drips
from the holes in His feet
drips
from the hole in His side,
And from its abundance there,
we can scoop it up by the handfuls
and eat of it all the rest of our lives.
Our mouths are open wider
than wide,
only say the Word and they will be
filled.
Our hands are lifted up
to the heavens,
only say the Word and they will be
filled.
Our hearts cry out of their
emptiness,
only say the Word and they will be
filled.
Psalm 81:16
Deuteronomy 32:13
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