Meet me at the well

Meet me at the well

Lord, meet me at the well, where I first saw you back then.

Come once more, and tell me all my sins.

Let me feel your living waters flowing over me,

then I will run and tell others, how you set me free.

When I met you at the well, you were just a stranger,

you were of a different kind, but I knew I was in no danger.

Your voice was like no other and your words were so true,

when you told me all my sins, I just wanted to follow you.

I remember how it felt when you first spoke my name;

how you told me things no one else could explain.

If there are still hidden sins that only you can tell,

cleanse me once again, Lord, meet me at the well.

Its been a long time since we met back then,

since you looked inside my heart and forgave my sins.

Now and then the flesh comes up where hidden sins dwell;

and I need you to come again, and meet me at the well.

(Mae Black Buckel)