I am the Samaritan woman at the well,
Jesus shared info about me no one else knows,
Amazed, I scrambled back to my hometown to tell,
We left all follow to Him wherever He goes.
I suffered much and touched the hem of His garment,
His all-consuming power healed my soul’s deep wounds,
No, death in this life of flesh is not permanent,
He’ll raise each one of us from our transient tombs.
I have wept at His feet and poured out costly oil,
He has forgiven even the most dire of sins,
He gave us brand new hearts, ones made of fertile soil,
A mustard seed of faith is how it all begins.
If you have read these words and truly understood,
Then you have tasted and seen that the Lord is good.