If I could fill Your cup
With something very dear
I'd give to You what meant the most
I'd give You all my tears.

If I could fill Your cup
My meager hands would bring
What joy I had, what peace I knew
And what blessings meant to me.

If I was ever given the chance
To fill Your blessed cup
I'd pour out all my love and care
In hopes that it would be enough.

But oh, if You should fill my cup
These dear words never can express
The desire You would have for me
To know the means of true comfort and rest.