He's My All In All

©Deborah Bolack 2009

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Just like the woman at the well,

I couldn't see my real need,

'till one day I met the Master,

and he knew my every deed.

When he offered me a drink

from an everlasting flow,

oh, I drank His living waters,

and he quenched my thirsting soul.

Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,

by His touch I've been made whole.

He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,

and He's there each time I call.

He leads my by still waters;

He restoreth my soul.

His rod and staff are my comfort,

and He's my all in all.

Just like the woman in the crowd,

I'd sought help time and again,

'till I finally looked to Jesus,

knowing he could take my pain,

for I'd seen him heal the lame;

make a blind man to see.

When I touched the hem of his garment,

such sweet healing flowed through me.

Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,
by His touch I've been made whole.
He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,
and He's there each time I call.
He leads me by still waters;
He restoreth my soul.
His rod and staff are my comfort,
and He's my all in all.

Just like the woman who knelt down,

and with her tears washed Christ's feet,

I will never cease to thank him

for the grace He's shown to me.

Since I reached out for that hem,

Jesus garment covers me,

and that spring of living water

satisfies my every need.

Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,
by His touch I've been made whole.
He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,
and He's there each time I call.
He leads my by still waters;
He restoreth my soul.
His rod and staff are my comfort,
and He's my all in all.

My all in all.
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Now and then, I ask people to fill out a questionaire, and I take the information they give me and write a song. This song was based on answers given by a fellow blogger, Mary. I took what she gave me, and then added my own thoughts.

Here are Mary's answers:

My favorite is the 23rd Psalm. The Lord is my Shepherd. It is one that I memorized as a young child.



My favorite story is the birth of Jesus. 2nd: Women at the Well.


"Touch the hem of His garment." I have reached out for the hem of His garment hundreds of time during my life.


Grandma loved the Lord with all of her heart. She walked with Him every day of her life. I would love to see some of those memories incorporated into a song.

My theme song would be a slow song that tells of how Christ has always been near.