Well of Hope
There is a spring within us
That wells up when we’re dry…
It flows when we are emptied,
And the spirit groans and sighs…
Rain on me, Living Water,
So thirsty is my soul,
Oh come and quench my spirit,
Breathe life to make me whole…
I am so heavy laden,
Weighed down from every side,
Burdened by such baggage,
And hampered by such pride…
Rain on me, Living Water,
So thirsty is my soul,
Oh come and quench my spirit,
Breathe life to make me whole…

Come, sever all these shackles
That fetter me to sin,
Restore me to Your presence,
Come fill my soul again…

Rain on me, Living Water,
So thirsty is my soul,
Oh come and quench my spirit,
Breathe life to make me whole

Sharon Frye

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