Fill me up and fill my cup
Fill every part of me
That I would be intimately connected
To the precious olive tree
Fill me with your Love o Lord
And fill me with your praise
That I may walk each day with you
And love would fill my days
Fill me with your mercy Lord
And humble me within
Fill me with forgiveness Lord
And wash away my sin
Fill the deepest parts of me
That no one else can fill
Wash me Lord and clean my hands
And take me up that Hill
Fill me with abundance Lord
That overflows my heart
Fill me with assurance Lord
That you will never part
Fill me now and evermore
To walk until I'm done
To run the race before me Lord
That you've already won
And as I take my dying breath
Fill me even then
Then raise me up and fill my cup
That I may praise again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fill me with your mercy Lord And humble me within Fill me with forgiveness Lord And wash away my sin Lovely feelings inked on the paper.