My vessel is emptyWhere once I had plentyMy soul is barren and dryOh but somewhere flows a fountainBeyond distant mountainLet me drink from the river of lifeLord feed Your childrenAs we stand here willingTo eat from the table of lifeLet me drink from the fountainThat flows from the mountainLet me feast from the Father's supplySo long I have hungeredNo man could numberThe days that I longed to beIn a land filled with honeyWhere the rivers are runningVery soon I will taste and I’ll seeLord feed Your childrenAs we stand here willingTo eat from the table of lifeLet me drink from the fountainThat flows from the mountainDrink from the fountainThat flows from the mountainLet me feast from the Father's supplyLet me feast from the table of life
