Sunday, March 9, 2025

THE FIRST SUNDAY OF EASTER, LENT 2025

In 2018 when I adapted my 2010 Blog entries to create a book I realized I had too many entries for the "40" days of Lent. My research at that point taught me that Sundays are not included in those 40 days. Instead, each Sunday was "a Sunday of Easter", so today begins that acknowledgment.

Yesterday I shared a little about 'the woman at the well'. For my entry today I merely want to share the lyrics to a song I used to sing as special music about that woman. Sadly, I don't have the song in my possession, don't recall the author or performer's name, and cannot locate it online, so if you know the answers to those unknowns, please let me know! I would love to give credit where credit is due!

A stranger to me, he said he knew me. 
Then he described the state of my life; how could it be?
He had no vessel. How could he draw water?
But he spoke of more than I had hoped for -
"This water is yours!"
 
     Come see this man. Come taste the water.
     He knows you thirst. He knows you hurt. He understands.
     Look in his eyes. See his compassion.
     He's never far from where you are. Come see this man. 
 
To any who will choose joy for sorrow
This water is free. Come taste and see that he is good.
Come if you're fainting, in need of refreshing. 
In your desert place, one glimpse of his face,
You're thirsty no more!
 
     Come see this man. Come taste the water.
     He knows you thirst. He knows you hurt. He understands.
     Look in his eyes. See his compassion.
     He's never far from where you are. Come see this man. 

He's never far from where you are..... Come see this man!
 
Another song inspired by the story of the woman at the well - one that I sang in my youth - is this one:
 
Like the woman at the well I was seeking
for things that did not satisfy
And then I heard my Savior speaking, 
"Draw from this well that never shall run dry!"
 
     Fill my cup, Lord, I lift it up, Lord, 
     Come and quench this thirsting of my soul.
     Bread of heaven, feed me 'til I want no more
     Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole

This song has other verses, but the first verse is the one I remember best.

I relate to that woman at the well. Do you? 


 

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