The water flows. It never stops;
from valleys low to mountain's tops.
It flows from God, down from His throne;
and drinking of it, we're never alone.
Oh sweet sound of rushing water;
love and oneness of the Father's Daughter.
Children of the King, the Almighty One;
Bride of the Savior, Christ Jesus, God's Son.
The groom awaits, for His Bride to be.
What He's waiting for, is it's unity.
Then the Son will hear, and the Father will say:
Go ahead Son, it's the Wedding Day.
The Son with love and anticipation;
will take His Bride from every nation.
With the Lamb's Book open we'll know our deeds;
How we loved and was meeting each other's needs.
For the water flows through God's halls.
and to each one of us the Spirit calls.
To be one in Jesus, by the Living Water;
to truly become, the Father's Daughter.
For the Father's Daughter, the Church as Christ's Bride;
is led by the Spirit and has nothing to hide.
To love on another, our Father, we pray;
and Lord Jesus come, for the Great Wedding Day.
Amen
Dave Wallace
1983