A well so pure
The word of life
A road so sure
The word of grace
A peaceful stream
The word of grace
Author of dreams
The word of faith
Created the heavens and the earth
The word of faith
Bestowed on me new birth
God’s word
Never fails
Always prevails
By its breath we sail
When God’s word comes
Sickness leaves
Satan flees
The Lord meets our every need
Daily we will drink it in
Kneeling at its shores
Your word is alive and well
From it God's love pours
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