Edith D Eutsler Poet Prose Poetry

At the Well

Lingering at the well of living water, 
Jesus always meets them there.
He welcomes all with open arms and 
carries all their care.
Looking at a reflection in that well, 
"The Lord God," the crowds plainly see. 
His blood, the cross,  nail scarred hands, 
that has set His people free. 

The living water removes all stains. 
It cleanses  "whosoever" will.
and offers  His great comfort, 
of "Peace, be still."
Lingering at the well of living water,
It's nourishment refreshes the soul. 
Through all seasons it never runs dry, 
His Love has made them whole......

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Edith D Eutsler March 3, 2015 at 6:16 AM Yes David, We all need to drink at the well of life, Living Water, that is the only drink that can quench our thirst.. Thank you so much for your comment David!

David Furlong March 3, 2015 at 1:05 AM We all need to drink at the well of Life. Well penned Edith I love the sentiments expressed here.