Oh, the living
waters, those waters so
precious and dear!

They bring such
refreshment, to those who
are walking near.

Give me a drink of
that water, of which I
pray I never thirst!

The water which flows
from the Rock, the water of
which my life is purged.

Let me walk in the fruitful
valley ... the valley filled with
grain and new wine.

Oh, allow me to walk
through the valleys, and let
me drink from the water, Father,
The water that is Thine!

~ Sandra Lewis Pringle ~
©2009