Feeling empty,
for I am thirsty.
Make my soul complete,
because I feel so unworthy.
Alone in the desert,
I’m getting dry and ill,
but, when I look into the heavens,
I feel no fear.
For there is somebody,
who always shelters me.
There is somebody,
who dares to care.
He gives me a cup to drink,
for me to thirst no more.
When I call out His name,
and when I go knocking upon his door.
Because it is God who quench my soul.