I am a barrel, washed upon the shore.
Emptied, broken, lost, Useless, leaking, poor.
I'm just a barrel, Precious content spilled.
I need you to repair me And fill me up once more.
Ohhh, ohhh.
I am a vessel, meant to carry good
But now I lost my cargo I'm naught but rope and wood.
I'm just a vessel, an empty promise now
Don't leave me lying idle make use of me somehow
Ohhh, ohhh.
Fill me up, cleanse my soul, live in me and make me whole!
Rescue me from the flood, now I'm saved by Your blood.
I am a pitcher, drained of water now.
Fissured, dried and split, in pieces, battered, torn.
I'm just a pitcher that doesn't quench no thirst
I need your living water to cure my cracks and bursts.
Ohhh, ohhh.
Fill me up, cleanse my soul, live in me and make me whole!
Rescue me from the flood, now I'm saved by Your blood.