(1)  When David was there in Judah so dry, He remembered the One who gave him his life. He sang to the Lord of heaven and earth. He gave praise to the One who made the dry dirt. He trusted in God for the strength to go on When a famine of faith swept over his soul. This was where all of his enemies fell While deep in his heart the praises did swell.    (Chorus 1) One thing he could hold to as the wilderness he trod: While there in his Judah, the Lord was his God. When cool wind and rain and all else was forgot. He cried, "This is my Judah. You are my God." (2)  This is the place where the well spring is dry. The heat and discomfort bring pain to my life. I look for a well that can quench all my thirst. I long for a river to heal all my hurts. Your lasting love, Lord, is better than life- From beginning to end-from morning to night. I will praise you with my first and last breath I humbly trade my good for your best. (Chorus 2) One thing I can hold to as this wilderness I trod: This is my Judah. You are my God. When cool wind and rain and all else is forgot, I cry, "This is my Judah. You are my God."

Judah Psalm 63

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