Fill My Cup Lord Misc. Gospel
[A]Like the woman at the well I was [E]seeking
For [E7]things that could not satis-[A]fy;
And then I [A7]heard my Savior [D]speaking:
"Draw from my [E7]well that never shall run [A]dry."
[A]Fill my cup, Lord-I lift it [E7]up, Lord!
Come and quench this thirsting of my [A]soul;
Bread of heaven, [A7]feed me till I [D]want no[Bm7]more-
Fill my [E7]cup, fill it up and make me [A]whole!
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.
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:
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