Song : Come To The Waters
Album : With Joyful Lips (G)
Category : Liturgical Hymnal
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Come To The Waters, All You Who Thirst,
Come, Now And Eat My Bread. [2]
As Earth That Is Dry And Parched In The Sun
Lies Waiting For Rain,
My Soul Is A Desert A Rid And Waste;
It Longs For Your Word, O Lord.
Come To The Waters, All You Who Thirst,
Come, Now And Eat My Bread.
Though You Have No Money, Come, Buy My Corn
And Drink My Red Wine.
Why Spend Precious Gold On What Will Not Last?
Hear Me, And Your Soul Will Live.
Come To The Waters, All You Who Thirst,
Come, Now And Eat My Bread.
As One On A Journey Strays From The Road,
And Falls In The Dark,
My Mind Is A Wand’rer Choosing Wrong Paths,
And Longing To Find A Star.
Come To The Waters, All You Who Thirst,
Come, Now And Eat My Bread.
The Lord Is Your Light, The Lord Is Your Strength,
Turn Back To Him Now.
For His Ways Are Not The Ways You Would Choose,
And His Thoughts Are Always New.
Come To The Waters, All You Who Thirst,
Come, Now And Eat My Bread.