Lord I come with all the faults You see
God of grace pour Your love on me
I am dry and I am faltering
My spirit needs refreshing once again
Then I see You as a cup of water poured for me
And my thirsty soul is filled from rivers flowing free
Chorus
I receive You; the freedom of the cross
Your presence in my life, the fullness of Your love
I receive You; Your mercy flows to me
With comfort always sure, and love eternally I receive You