Drink of Me
- Neil Gracie
- Mar 29
- 1 min read
I’m making a way in the wilderness
In the desert I’m forming streams
Giving drink to my people
Who choose to follow me
To everyone who’s thirsty
And dares to believe
I’m pouring out more mercy
Than you could ever dream
So come, come to the river
Come, come to the stream
Come, come to the waters
Come, come to the stream
Drink of me, drink of me
Drink of me
Don’t dwell upon the way things were
The traumas of the past
I’m flooding this whole area
The dry ground of your hearts
Why spend your whole life waiting?
It’s here to be received
There’ll be more signs and wonders
Than the world has ever seen
So come, come to the river
Come, come to the stream
Come, come to the waters
Come, come to the stream
Drink of me, drink of me
Drink of me

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