Living Water

The cisterns from which I have drunk
     Will never slake my thirst,
And in my sin I’ve deeper sunk;
     I know my way is cursed.

Your water will forever live
     That from Your fountain flows;
My life to You I freely give
     So I may Your life know.

And when I do, my thirst You slake
     With water that’s alive,
And You begin to me re-make
     As in Your font I dive.

You bring me up to life anew
     And set me on Your way;
Before me I can heaven view
     As with You I now stay.