Your wells are dry Isaac
Who has covered your wells?
The Lord has promised you water
So why does
Surely Abimelech cannot prosper
To gain yet not sow?
Rename your wells, Isaac
Rename your wells, Isaac
Your inheritance possess
They may chase you away
Again and again
But, no man can claim your place
Nor prosper their wells
Encamp in Gerar, Isaac
Re-open your wells
Do not despair, Isaac
As they stop up your wells
For they quarrel with the Lord
Sitnah will be their name
Even as you wander in doubt
Have faith in the Lord
For your next well will be Rehoboth
And you will flourish in this land
In Abimelech's plight
He will recognize God's might
Discarding his discord
For peaceful respite
At
Pitch your tents yet on nigh
Remember that your father Abraham
Was promised this land
Re-dig your father's wells, Isaac
They are dry no more, Isaac
They have been refreshed
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