Blessed is the fountain in a barren land
That satisfies the thirst of the inner man
No better place can be found to dwell
Oh, won’t you come to the well
I keep coming back to the well of grace
Great is the power, sweet is the taste
Whenever temptations and trials I face
I keep coming back to the well
Jesus made a well at Calvary
For healing, cleansing and victory
How it’s joy overflows, no tongue can tell
I thank God for the well.