Woman at the well, Your water jar to fill, The life of hidden grieving, Just trying to satisfy your daily needing, Stranger at the well, With water in himself, Draws near to you with love, And offers life that you know nothing of, Still you hear, Then believe, Quench your thirst at his feet, He’ll be coming to the woman at the well.
Woman at the well, Knew more that tongue would tell, Held fast to all he said, So sons and daughters raised up from the dead, Choosing life, Teaching faith, Magnified by His grace, Heaven’s highest praise is women at the well.
Our father gave to us the living well, With water sent to strength and cleanse and heal, Come women to the well, Drink deep and get your fill, And then with cup o’er flowing, Take Jesus hand and help him do his holy…, Come at him, And believe, Quench their thirst at His feet, There is more tongue can tell, Fill the fountain in ourselves, Till the women live as women at the well.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
