(By Rachel Joyce)
I’m parched for You, O Lord, my Living Water.
Your presence quenches all my thirst,
Meets all my needs
And satisfies the deep ache within.
I need to know You with me,
Feel You near me, and realize
That You’re all I need
Because I’m so quick to forget.
You offered up Yourself for me
Upon that cross. You hung there,
Bleeding out atoning blood,
Suffering in my stead to set me free.
And now I worship and adore You,
My risen Lord, Savior of my soul,
And Shepherd of my heart,
You triumphed over sin and set me free.
I will never forget the price You paid
For my atonement, what You endured
To cleanse my sins and ransom me
So I can enjoy You eternally.