Little thought Samaria's daughter
On that ne'er forgotten day
That the tender Shepherd sought her
As a sheep astray
That from sin He longed to win her
Knowing more than she could tell
Of the wretchedness within her
Waiting at the well.

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Hear, O hear the wond'rous story,
Let the winds and waters tell
'Tis the Chist, the King of Glory
Waiting at the well.


'Neath the stately palm tree swaying
Listened she to words of truth
While each thought was backward straying
O'er her wasted youth.
Hast'ning homeward with desire
All His wond'rous speech to tell
Asked she, "Is not the Messiah
Waiting at the well?"

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Yet salvation's well is flowing,
And the Savior listens there
Ev'ry want and care foreknowing,
To our humble prayer.
By his gracious smile of favor
While our hearts with rapture swell,
Well we know it is the Savior
Waiting at the well.

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