Bucket At the Well

She came again today and drew the water from the well.
So many times she's come this way before.
Her pale of yesterday she drew is empty once
again Her thirsting keeps her coming back for more.
Her story is a tragedy a testament to sin.
Five times she's broken vows to God above.
No man can quench the fire of sin that rages in
her soul She's drawing water from the well of Life
She left her bucket at the well.
She is no longer thirsting love's sweet story she now tells She'll be
drinking here no longer living water in her
swells There's a message in the bucket at the well
His bar stool now is empty where he sat just yesterday.
And his drinking friends all wonder if he died.
Cause he's sat there everyday til now for fifteen
years or more To drown that thirsty monster deep inside.
But today he met the master who delivered his poor soul.
And slew that sinful dragon in his breast.
One drink of living water from the Savior
quenching his thirst And soon his angry soul began to rest
He left his bucket at the well.
He is no longer thirsty love's sweet story he now tells He'll be
drinking here no longer living water in him
swells There's a message in the bucket at the well.
She left her bucket at the well.
She is no longer thirsty love's sweet story she now tells.
She'll be drinking here no longer living water in
her swells There's a message in the bucket at the well.
Jesus Christ can satisfy the thirsting soul that to him does cry.
There's a message in the bucket at the well.
There's a message in the bucket at the well