1 There's a small plot of ground near Sychar That Jacob had given his son When tired as you are from the journey A well where the thirsty do come
2 They come to the waters Down by the waters
3 And at times I pass by my neighbor At odds with the strange company I forget I have nothing to draw from To reach the well so deep
4 Down to the waters I come to the waters Where the cares of this world and The dust of the earth wash away
5 So I drink as I try to pretend That I'll never be thirsty again And it's taking its toll This unquenchable hole I can't fill
6 But I know of a gift that came So I offer a cup in His name To the least of these and To those who now long to be filled
7 So come to the waters Down by the waters And drink of the waters Filled by the waters And indeed it becomes like A spring welling up to new life Down by the waters The living waters
8 Where a small plot of ground near Sychar That Jacob had offered his son For rest to find in the journey A well for the thirsty to come
Mac, John 4, 2015 fxband - Blood Read EP