Fill My Cup Lord

Like a woman at the well, I was seeking, for things that could not satisfy
And when I heard my Savior speaking, drawing from my well that never should run dry

Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up lord, come and quench this thirsting of my soul, bread of heaven feed me till I hunger no more,
fill my cup, fill it up, and make me whole

So my brother, the things this world gave you, the hunger that won't pass away
my blessed Lord, will come and save you, if you kneel to him and humbly pray

Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up lord, come and quench this thirsting of my soul, bread of heaven feed me till I hunger no more,
fill my cup, fill it up, and make me whole (2)
fill my cup, fill it up, and make me whole