My quiet time with you rejuvenates my soul
Worn and weary, yet again, you make me whole
Father, I come to you to drink from the living well
For strength and comfort from my burdens of which I befell
I find that I must fill my cup each and every morn
I give to you all my troubles of which I'm so adorned
For heavy is my earthly load that I have carried about
And daily I must seek from you how to navigate my route
You daily give me guidance for the paths that I must walk
You daily give me words to use for the times that I must talk
Daily as I replenish my soul from the cup of your living water
I'm so very grateful, you called me to be your daughter!