the woman at the well

sometimes i don't know what is it
i have to hide
why do I so often
listen to this pride

have i not understood
the cross of Christ
It is in the weakness I dared not face
where I understood this grace

He've taken away
every shame,
 every guilt and every chain,
there in those weaknesses and the shame
(I boast in) there's a God who overcame

(just like) remember the woman at the well
running in eagerness to tell
the goodness of Jesus
how He've forgiven
How He've made this life
anew

nothing to prove
nothing to hide
simply a love,
this God i can't deny

just like the woman at the well
running in eagerness to tell
the love of my savior
He is Messiah
if you meet Him you will know...