The cup from Thy hand’s
Never full to the brim.
The blessings You pour’s
Always overflowing!
Is it to be stored?
Or shared with a brother,
Or sister whose cup’s dry.
Fill to overflowing?
Cup of cold water’s
To thirsty child given.
Was given to none else
Than Christ Jesus our King!
Abundant always
God’s promises to us.
The cup is full always
To share, and celebrate.
His Justice does flow
As rivers in flood stage.
His righteousness steady
As never drying stream.
Yeanoku
02/22/2022
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