I have walked in a garden
The morning after the rain
I have watched in silent wonder
As everything changed
Oh, what a gift from the Father
Is the Water of Life
Like a river that flows
Deep in my soul
It's from an endless supply
Where do I go
When I'm thirsty and dry
I go to the river
And I always find
Rest for my soul
And peace for my mind
I go to the river
When Jesus prayed in the garden
His brow was furrowed with pain
And what appeared to be drops of blood
Were falling down like the rain
He found strength for the journey
He found it down on His knees
And where He knelt, a river flows
And it flows for you and me
The morning after the rain
I have watched in silent wonder
As everything changed
Oh, what a gift from the Father
Is the Water of Life
Like a river that flows
Deep in my soul
It's from an endless supply
Where do I go
When I'm thirsty and dry
I go to the river
And I always find
Rest for my soul
And peace for my mind
I go to the river
When Jesus prayed in the garden
His brow was furrowed with pain
And what appeared to be drops of blood
Were falling down like the rain
He found strength for the journey
He found it down on His knees
And where He knelt, a river flows
And it flows for you and me
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