deep labored breathing at an increased (or decreased) rate
As I was driving home this afternoon listening to Michael W. Smith's song, Breathe, that's how I felt. Like I just couldn't breathe in enough of Him. I'm desperate for Him. His very Word - spoken to me. His Holy Presence - living in me. He is the air I breathe.
Breathe...
Then the LORD God formed man of dust from the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living being. Genesis 2:7 NASB
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One of my very favorite songs - we sing it in choir and it is wonderful.
I love this song! Happy Thursday.
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