Thou Dost Possess

He is my strength,
And my song;
He is become
My salvation:
For, cursed,
In my emptiness,
Did I come upon
The Well of Samaria;
Give me to drink?
Did I ask of the Master.
Speaking softly,
As He drew, He said,
"Come Unto Me,
And drink of the
Waters of Life;
For he that believes
On Me; shall never thirst."
Oh Master, I replied,
Give me to drink!
Firm, was His grip
Upon my wrists,
As He passed me
The cup; overflowing.
Deeply, and searchingly,
Did He gaze
Through my eyes;
As I drank; eagerly.
Then...ever so gently,
Did He answer;
"Thou hast come;
Thou hast asked;
Thou hast drawn;
Thou dost possess."