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"Hagar entered in the wilderness of Beer-sheba where the two soon ran out of water and Hagar, not wanting to witness the death of her son, set the boy some distance away from herself, and wept. "And God heard the voice of the lad" and sent his angel to tell Hagar, "Arise, lift up the lad, and hold him in thine hand; for I will make him a great nation." And God "opened her eyes, and she saw a well of water", from which she drew to save Ishmael's life and her own." Genesis 21:14-19


Draw Deep

When you are empty

When you are spilled
When you can’t ever
Seem to be filled...

Draw near to me
Draw deep from my well
I am your rest
I am your fill!

Look to me, I’m but only a step away
You can not take your own worries away
You try and you try
To make your own way…

But I am your rest
Draw close to me
Drink deep from me
Water un-ending
Rest never-ceasing
Cleansing abounding
I’ll set you free
Draw deep from me!

Stop looking inside
You’re not the answer
Stop filling with lies
This world’s not the answer
Only when you abide in Me
Will you be set free!

Draw near to Me
Draw deep from My well
I am your rest
I am your fill!

Look to Me, I’m but only a step away
You can not take your own worries away
You try and you try
To make your own way…

But I am your rest
Draw close to me
Drink deep from me
Water unending
Rest never-ceasing
Cleansing abounding
I’ll set you free
Draw deep from Me!

~ Copyright © 2013 by Carole A. Smith

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