Parched…

There’s a famine in Queensland, A killer thirst for there is a draught, 

A hunger for your warmth that fills my heart, 

A thirst for your love that quenches the scorching bitterness that parches, come oh manna! 

Come and King over this land fill our barns again!

Come be my oasis as we flow through dry lands 

Let the land be green again and let’s reign supreme till time still stands…

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