by Guest » Sun Oct 24, 2010 9:51 pm
Chorus: Oh, I keep comin' back to the Well of Grace, great is it's power, sweet is it's taste. When ever tempations and trials I face, I keep comin' back to the Well.
Verse 1: Jesus made a well at Calvary for healing, cleansing, and victory. How it's joy over flows, no tongue can tell; I thank God for the well.
Verse 2: Blessed is the fountain in a barren land that satisfies the thirst of the inner man. No better place could be found to dwell; oh, won't you come to the well?
Chorus: Oh, I keep comin' back to the Well of Grace, great is it's power, sweet is it's taste. When ever tempations and trials I face, I keep comin' back to the Well.
Verse 1: Jesus made a well at Calvary for healing, cleansing, and victory. How it's joy over flows, no tongue can tell; I thank God for the well.
Verse 2: Blessed is the fountain in a barren land that satisfies the thirst of the inner man. No better place could be found to dwell; oh, won't you come to the well?