Come See This Man Janet Paschal

A stranger to me
He said He knew me
Then He described
That state of my life
How could it be?
He had no vessel
How could He draw water
But He spoke of more
Than I had hoped for
The water is Yours

Come see this man
Come taste the water
He knows you thirst
He knows you hurt
He understands
Look in His eyes
See His compassion
He's never far
From where you are
Come see this man

To any who will
Choose joy for sorrow
The water is free
Oh, taste and see
That He is good
Come if you're fainting
In need of refreshing
In your desert place
One glimpse at His face
You're thirsty no more