Come, all you thirsty, worn and dry,
Step up to waters flowing by.
No cash in hand? It doesn’t matter—
Buy wine and milk, free from the platter.
Why waste your money, waste your days
On food that vanishes, on empty praise?
Listen instead, come close and feed
Your soul on goodness guaranteed.

Lean in to hear what I will say,
And live the life that won’t decay.
I’ll make with you a bond that lasts,
The faithful love from David’s past.
I’ll raise you up, a light to show,
Nations will run where they don’t know—
Because My glory clothes your frame,
The Holy One has called your name.

Seek Me now while I am found,
Call on Me while I’m around.
Let wicked ways be left behind,
Abandon thoughts that twist the mind.
Turn back to Me—I’ll pour out grace,
Forgive you in My vast embrace.

My thoughts aren’t yours, My ways so high,
They tower far beyond the sky.
Like heaven’s vault above the ground,
My plans stretch wide, profound, unbound.

Just watch the rain and snow descend,
They don’t rush back—they serve their end:
They soak the earth, they make it wake,
Bring seed to sprout for harvest’s sake.
So My word goes out from My lips,
It never falters, never slips.
It won’t come back to Me in vain,
Empty, defeated, or restrained.
It does exactly what I please,
Succeeds in every aim I seize—
Unstoppable, alive, complete,
It carves the path, it claims defeat,
Brings life to deserts, hope to stone,
And turns the lost ones safely home.

Then joy will lead you out in song,
Peace will guard where you belong.
The hills will shout, the mountains ring,
Trees clap their hands and wildly sing.
Thorns and briers fade away,
Cypress and myrtle take their place.
This sign will stand through every age—
My name endures, My grace the stage