Fill My Cup, Lord

Like the woman at the well, I was seeking
For things that could not satisfy
But then I heard my Savior speaking
"Draw from the 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 pleasure earthly things afford
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I find in Jesus Christ, my Lord

So, my brother, if the things this world gave you
Leave hungers that won't pass away
My blessed Lord will come and save you
If you kneel to Him and humbly pray

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



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Writer(s): Richard Blanchard
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