(G,*D by Richard Blanchard)
Verse 1
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Like the woman at the well I was seeking
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For things that could not satisfy.
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And then I heard my Savior speaking:
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"Draw from my well that never shall run dry."
Verse 2
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D7
There are millions in this world who are craving
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The pleasure earthly things afford.
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C
But none can match the wondrous treasure
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That I find in Jesus Christ, my Lord.
Verse 3
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D7
So, my brother if the things this world gave you
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Leave hungers that won't pass away.
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C
My blessed Lord will come and save you
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If you kneel to Him and humbly pray:
Chorus
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D7
Fill my cup, Lord, I lift it up Lord.
Am
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Come and quench this thirsting of my soul.
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C Am
Bread of heaven, feed till I want no more,
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Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole.