Feed Me
November 20, 2004 • By Annette Harness
Feed Me
Annette Harness
Like Mary who sat at Your feet
I hunger more each time we meet
Feed me
Feed me, O Lord
Time doesn’t exist at Your feet
Each moment with You is so sweet
Feed me
Feed me, O Lord
Oh Master, give me Your peace
Pour out now Your oil of grace
Feed me
Feed me, O Lord
I will not eat but by Your hand
I will not drink but of Your Spirit
Feed me
Fill me
Feed me
Feed me
Like Mary who sat at Your feet
I hunger more each time we meet
Feed me
Feed me, O Lord
Feed me, O Lord
© 2000 Annette Harness