The sun beat hot on her head
The water jar was heavy; her shoulder ached..
What drove her to the well each day,
At midday, when no-one was around to sneer?
Thirsty...she craved water; dirty, she needed to wash.
A stranger sat on the side of the well - a Jewish man!
What was he doing there? What did he want?
“Give me a drink.”
What! Thirsty too? Why ask me?
I have proved that no man can quench my thirst
and I can tame no man’s raving passion.
“Woman, I need the water you can give me,
but you need the water I can give you,
eternal water that will forever quench
the yearning of your soul.”
You drink at the polluted wells of human lust;
Men undress you with their eyes
try to slake their thirst
From a murky well...
But I see the nakedness of your soul;
hear your cries for love, acceptance, rest.
Not the endless drawing from your polluted pool
But a stream of fresh, pure love
“Sir, give me this water. Fill my jar to overflowing.
I never want to come here again!”
“Woman, I am the fountain. Drink deep of me, your Messiah.
You will never thirst again
For love that can never
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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