Lord, Feed Your Children

My vessel is empty,

Though once I had plenty,

My soul is barren and dry;

Somewhere flows a Fountain,

Beyond distance mountain,

Let me drink from the River of Life.



CHORUS

Lord, feed Your children as we stand here willing

to eat from the table of life;

Drink from the Fountain that flows from the mountain.

Let me feast from the Father's supply.



So long I have hungered;

No man could number

The days that I've longed to be

In a land filled with honey,

Where the rivers are runnin';

Very soon now will I taste and see.



REPEAT CHORUS



Drink from the Fountain that flows from the mountains

When we feast from the Father's supply.

Ooo.



Music and Lyrics by David Binion

©1981 First Monday Music (div. of Word Music)