THE WELL

 THE WATER IS SWEET

 THAT COMES OUT OF THE WELL

WHO DRAWS AND WHO DRINKS?

 I REALLY CAN’T TELL.

HAS THIS WORD BECOME BITTER

 THAT YOU TOLD ME TO EAT?

WHAT MAKES IT SOUR

 AND WHAT MAKES IT SO SWEET?

AM I IN GREAT LABOR

 TO MAKE THE TRUTH WORK?

THIS TOO CAN BE SUBTLE

 AND HERE, THE LIE LURKS.

MY HANDS ALWAYS PROSPER

 WHEN YOUR TRUTH SMOOTHS THE WAY,

THE FORCE THAT’S BEHIND IT;

 THE GREAT PRICE YOU PAID!

I ONLY CAN HAVE THIS

 BY YOUR PERFECT PLAN.

YOU’VE DECREED YOU WON’T BLESS

 THE WORKS OF MY HAND

SO THAT I CAN COME FREELY

 AND EAT WITHOUT PRICE.

HOW HARD TO ACCEPT

 THIS WONDERFUL LIFE.

DO YOU THINK THAT I CALLED YOU

 TO MAKE THIS TRUTH HAPPEN?

DON’T GET IN THE WAY;

 IT CONSUMES WITH GREAT PASSION!

JOB MADE THIS MISTAKE

 AND SPOKE THINGS HE KNEW NOT.

THAT I DIED TO ALL WORKS,

 HE COMPLETELY FORGOT.

BUT THIS IS SO SUBTLE, LORD,

 HOW CAN I KNOW

IF I’M RUNNING TOO FAST

 OR I’M GOING TOO SLOW?

IT’S NOT YOUR PERFORMANCE.

 IT’S NOT WHAT YOU DO.

I’M STILL IN THE PROCESS

 OF FINE TUNING YOU

INTO MY IMAGE.

 JUST REST AND YOU’LL SEE

EVERY DAY THAT I’M MOLDING YOU

 INTO ME.

YOU SEE, MY BELOVED,

 [AND I LOVE THESE TALKS

WHEN YOU COME TO ME

 TO LEARN HOW TO WALK],

WHAT I’M TRYING TO SHOW YOU,

 AND SOON YOU WILL SEE,

I’M FORMING IN YOU

 WHILE YOU’RE SEATED IN ME!