He must needs go through Samaria that day, see here, to bless even bless, a dear friend,
yea to rest a spell, quench His thirst yon well, this lost sheep battered to tend.
Yon ewe astray, been round and round you say, the talk of all Sychar-town,
five husbands before, a sixth at the door, no nary a wedding gown.
Give me a drink He said, piercing eyes aflame, seated there at Jacob’s well,
I am not a Jewess my, wist He not O my, where these Schism-boundaries fell!
Indeed He knew, eyes aflame He knew, petty strife His infinite Name arrested, contested, molested,
at that well that day, for the record that day, the required Way He manifested, manifested, manifested.
God is Spirit He said, but in Truth worshiped He said, setting the record straight, His record straight,
neither on this hill is found, nor in Jerusalem renown, but in the contrite hearts of His people relates.
Said, the Gift of God, is the Spirit of God, Whom He that speaketh with thee imparts,
like unto Living Waters bestowed, Living Waters that flow, ever a Wellspring of Life in the heart.
But ask of me He said, all your thirst He said, forever, God, shall abundantly satisfy, satisfy, satisfy,
for into your heart I send, indeed the Gift of God I send, springing up unto eternal life, life, life.
Ever give me of this Living Water my Lord. Thank you. Amen.
(John 4:1-30, Isaiah 55:1, Revelation 22:17, “A Letter of Invitation”)