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He did not have
so much to lose
But we have very much to gain.
It was easy for him to choose
What others considered profane.
So when he came
to Jacobs well,
He sat down in that foreign land,
Waiting awhile so he could tell
Her good news like it had been planned.
I thirst from my
lengthy journey;
Give me a drink while you still can.
Ask me the same (heres irony)
Youll never be thirsty again.
That which I give
springs deep within
The great wells of eternity.
For when I dip, you will begin
To drink Living Water from me.
He lingers still
for us today
To give us water without end
It still runs deep from Gods cache
For those who, like her, comprehend. |