By: Fr. Rudy Villanueva
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 O Lord;
quench my thirst of soul.
Bread of heaven, come and feed me till I want no more.
There are millions in this world who are seeking
the pleasure earthly things afford.
But there is none to match this treasure
that I have found in him my only lord.
Fill my cup O Lord;
quench my thirst of soul.
Bread of heaven, come and feed me till I want no more.
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 O Lord;
quench my thirst of soul.
Bread of heaven, come and feed me till I want no more.
There are millions in this world who are seeking
the pleasure earthly things afford.
But there is none to match this treasure
that I have found in him my only lord.
Fill my cup O Lord;
quench my thirst of soul.
Bread of heaven, come and feed me till I want no more.
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