I sit here lonely, wanting companionship.

Praying to my Lord God and Savior, for a friend.

I know there is no one better than my Lord.

But I still have a thirst inside me.

To have the touch of a lady friend.

Which is sweet to my heart.

To hear her kind voice speaking.

That is a sweet relief to my dry heart.

Looking into her soft beautiful eyes.

Its a pleasant bliss to my soul.

Oh my dear Lord, how I want a wife.

I pray to my Lord Savior, to have mercy on me.

To give water to my thirsty soul.