He's My All In All

Just like the woman at the well,

I couldn't see my real need,

'till one day I met the Master,

and he knew my every deed.

When he offered me a drink

from and everlasting flow,

oh, I drank His living waters,

and he quenched my thirsting soul.

Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,

by His touch I've been made whole.

He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,

and He's there each time I call.

He leads my by still waters;

He restoreth my soul.

His rod and staff are my comfort,

and He's my all in all.

Just like the woman in the crowd,

I'd sought help time and again,

'till I finally looked to Jesus,

knowing he could take my pain,

for I'd seen him heal the lame;

make a blind man to see.

When I touched the hem of his garmeny,

such sweet healing flowed through me.

Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,
by His touch I've been made whole.
He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,
and He's there each time I call.
He leads my by still waters;
He restoreth my soul.
His rod and staff are my comfort,
and He's my all in all.

Just like the woman who knelt down,

and with her tears washed Christ's feet,

I will never cease to thank him

for the grace He's shown to me.

Since I reached out for that hem,

Jesus garment covers me,

and that spring of living water

satisfies my every need.

Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,
by His touch I've been made whole.
He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,
and He's there each time I call.
He leads my by still waters;
He restoreth my soul.
His rod and staff are my comfort,
and He's my all in all.

*Will add song behind the story and scriptures later.*