Panting, - Weary - Soul Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

It is the thirsty,
panting, weary soul,
that in recognizing
their spiritual
deficiency,
is overwhelmed
with a deep craving
for God's streams
of living water.

It is the man or
woman who has
reached the end
of their tether,
that gasps for
the still pools of
deep refreshment
that no one but
the Good Shepherd
of the sheep
provides for all
those who are His.
(Ref. to Psalm 42,1
of the New testament)