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Like a woman of 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 the 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 craving
The pleasure earthly things afford
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I found in Jesus Christ my Lord
Fill my cup, Lord
I lift it up, Lord
Come and quench the thirsting of my soul
Bread of heaven, feed me till I want no more
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole
So my brother, if the things this world gave you
Leave all those that would pass away
My blessed Lord will come and save you
If you kneel to Him and humbly pray
Fill my cup, Lord
I lift it up, Lord
Come and quench the thirsting of my soul
Bread of heaven, feed me till I want no more
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole
Fill my cup, Lord
I lift it up, Lord
Come and quench the thirsting of my soul
Bread of heaven, feed me till I want no more
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole