|Like the woman at the well, I was seeking|
For things that could not satisfy.
And then I heard my Savior speaking—
“Draw from My well that never shall run dry.”
|Fill my cup, Lord;|
I lift it up Lord;
Come and quench this thirsting of my soul.
Bread of Heaven, feed me till I want no more.
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole.
|There are millions in this world who are seeking|
For pleasures earthly goods afford.
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.
|So my brother if the things that this world gives you|
Leave hungers that won’t pass away,
My blessed Lord will come and save you
If you kneel to Him and humbly pray—
~ Richard Blanchard