Jesus answered and said unto her,
Whosoever drinketh of this water
shall thirst again: But whosoever
drinketh of the water that I shall
give him shall never thirst; but
the water that I shall give him
shall be in him a well of water
springing up into everlasting life.
I've swam in many rivers,
And splashed in pond and creek;
I've dived in lakes both great and small,
And played in oceans deep.
I've plunged beneath the waters
In places far and wide,
But never got the cleansing
That I found in Calvary's tide.
There I found a precious fountain,
That flowed abundantly
Living Water, pure and holy,
Which cleansed, and set me free!
Yes, there that Living Water
Made me clean and bright as day;
Cleansed me from unrighteousness,
And washed my sins away.
Other waters touch our skin,
But cannot get inside:
This Living Water works within,
Where hidden sins abide.
Only this pure Living Water
Can make us white as snow;
Won't you please come to this fountain?
There's no other way I know.
Here you'll find a river of mercy,
Like none you've ever seen.
Plunge into this precious fountain;
It will make your spirit clean!
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