
One of these days I will be satisfied
by my Father's love, planted inside
No more need to protect, kill and fight
Insecurities gone, selfishness out of sight
A satisfied world, what glory indeed
When all want is lost, there won't be no greed
The fullness of love leaves no room for need
and all this is growing out of one tiny seed
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst
for the Father's love, seeking His kingdom first
As they die to self a new species is birthed
Bringing life to dead places, blessing all that was cursed