Fill My Cup, Lord

Like the woman at the well
 I was seeking
 For things that could not satisfy
 And then I heard my Savior speaking
 "Draw from My well that never shall run dry"
 Fill my cup, Lord
 I lift it up, Lord
 Come and quench this thirsting of my soul
 Bread of Heaven, feed me 'til I want no more
 Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole
 There are millions in this world
 Who are craving
 The pleasures, earthly things of gold
 But none can match the wondrous treasure
 That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord
 Fill my cup, Lord
 I lift it up, Lord
 Come and quench this thirsting of my soul
 Bread of Heaven, feed me 'til I want no more
 Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole
 Here's my cup, fill it up and make me whole