Here is a song I wrote around Easter. It’s been in the back of my mind since then so I recorded it. Here’s the lyrics:
Way down by the water
Stood a man I did not know
Stood a man who called my name
He said, “Come. Come to the water and I’ll give you life.”
Way up in the hills
Is where I went to hide away
Is where I went in fear and shame
Way out in the desert
I dug a well to find my own way
I dug a well and it was dry
Way up on a cross
Hung the man whom I denied
Hung the man who called my name
Here in the garden
Stands the man who died on the cross
Stands the man who gave me life
Now we say, “Come. Come to the water and He’ll give you life.”
Really very good. Thank you for sharing this. How many wells do we go through all the intense effort of digging only to find that they’re dry? What wells am I digging now that I think will hold water.
“I dug a well to find my own way
I dug a well and it was dry“ -I can so relate to these lyrics. The love, mercy, and salvation of Jesus is reflected in this song beautifully.