Fill My Cup, Lord

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 craving

The pleasures earthly things afford;

But none can match the wondrous treasure

That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.

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