When I'm weary and don't have words to say,
and when I'm lost and I can't find my way,
there runs a river
from the throne
of God.
And it never runs dry.
It never runs dry.
It never runs dry.
It never runs dry.
It never runs dry.
It never runs dry.
Heavy laden,
in you I find my rest.
As perfect love is drowning all my fears.
And when I cry,
you come to my defence.
And you never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You are the water of life.
And you never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
Your river
rushes over me.
And you never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
So I'm singing,
and I'm still believing,
as your love
rushes over me.
So I'm singing,
and I'm still believing,
as your love
rushes over me.
So I'm singing,
and I'm still believing,
as your love
rushes over me.
Oh, so I'm singing,
and I'm still believing,
as your love
rushes over me.
You are the water of life.
And you never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.
You never run dry.