Matthew Clark - The Well Lyrics

Jesus, tired as he was, went and sat by Jacob's well
There was no one else around, until a woman came from town
She wound her way to him, With an empty water jar
She was worn and withered thin, With only thirst to fill her heart

And Jesus asked her for a drink; now, she was used to forward men
So she smiled and played the game, cause isn't every man the same?
When he tried to catch her eye, she would not cast a glance
Into the mirror of those depths, where the Living Waters danced

Then he touched a nerve so deep, he said the worst thing he could say
When he laid her sin out plain, In the open light of day
But he would not give up yet, till she could hear him say her name
But she pivoted so quick, just trying to outrun all her shame

With a wave she flung off hope, she dismissed it like a joke
Said, "It'll all work out someday, if Messiah ever shows"
But as she took her jar to go, she turned just quick enough to see
A word well up in Jesus' face, enough to rinse a harlot clean

And I, I want to see it
I want to look him in the eye, I want to look him in the eye
I, I want to see it
See what made that woman sing, see what made that woman sing

Because she dropped her old clay jar, and ran to tell the rest
Of the man who lifted every burden, weighing on her chest,
And she sang out clear and clean, like a virgin for her groom,
"Let the whole world come and drink
From the Well who makes what's sad untrue"