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.

So my brother if the things that this world gives you

Leave hungers that won’t pass away

My blessed Lord will come and save you

If you kneel to Him and humbly pray—