Living Water

The desert of our sin is thirsty land
That longs for living water from Your well
Whose bucket will arise, drawn by Your hand–
Becomes a spring to water all in Adam fell.

May we then grow a crop of righteousness
That blooms with beauty in the coming dawn
And always keeps it’s roots in faithfulness
So we forever know to You we now belong. 

Then grant us wisdom that we know Your mind
So You can water through us all the world
That Your spring water can each person find
To show each one of us that each is priceless pearl.