493-Fill My Cup,Lord

493 - Fill my Cup, Lord
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Like the woman at the well, I was seeking
For things that could not satisfy:
And then I heard my Saviour speaking:
Draw from my well that never shall run dry.
CHORUS:
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!
2
There are millions in this world who are craving
The pleasures earthly things afford;
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.
3
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.