David dwelt in the strongholds of En Gedi
This oasis of water and wine
Cutting off a corner of Saul’s robe
David fled until God’s time

Traveling by the Dead Sea
We don’t see its importance
Minerals mined all the time
This place looks like a waste

Just a place to travel from
Only a spa to most
Through the years a special place
Now it probably won’t register on our mind

Look close, smell the eggs, see the death
After that day fishermen will line the banks
The water will flow fresh and alive
We have seen the place as Ezekiel saw in his vision

Israel is alive with the Word of God
All around we can see His face
This is His place and we are here
The Lord is speaking to us and He is near

Clay Corvin