My world is a wasteland – the earth parched and dry
Longing for water, “Help me,” I cry
Thirsty and wandering alone in the dust
“O where can I find a fountain I trust?”

Chorus
There’s a river rising to flood
Impelled by His Spirit, sourced in His blood
Filling our souls, joy comes with the dawn
A flood thru this land. “O Lord bring it on.”

All of life’s streams, they’re muddy, impure
No satisfaction they give that endures
Only the river of life satisfies
“Flow thru my soul,” my thirsty heart cries

Bridge
The river, the river of life I desire
The river, the river to lift my soul higher
River of life now flood me anew
Lord, for my cleansing, the river is You!