When is water a gulf of misery and woe?
The proud pointing fingers, wicked and mocking
Those are the waters filthy and disgusting.
Sweet is the living stream that washes clean,
Attends those who are looking to Christ,
Living water in memory of Gethsemane
Washes us from every darkened stain;
our hands and hearts are clean again
And peace will long remain.
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