
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Spring House
Song language: English
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 seeking |
For pleasures earthly goods afford. |
But none can match the wondrous treasure |
That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord. |
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. |
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole. |