by Susie Luchsinger
Written by John Gaither

Now Jesus is turning the windmills.
He's turning them out on the plains
When Jesus is pumping the water,
You'll never be thirsty again

A lady rode up to the windmill.
Her heart was heavy and sad.
And sin had been her companion
And much of her life had been bad.

At noontime a stranger came riding
Up to the windmill that day.
And asked for a cool drink of water
To help Him on his way

She said sir the mill is not turning
The wind is silent and still
And there will be no more water
Until the wind turns the wheel.

I can give you some water dear lady
And you'll never be thirsty again
It flows from a fountain in Heaven
It'll wash your life of all sin

Now the men in your life have brought sorrow
And the shame it shows on your face
She knew then that she'd met the Master
And walked now under His grace

This lady she jumped on her pony
Her sins washed whiter than snow
And she wanted to tell all the people
From whom all her blessings would flow.

She told them that she had met Jesus
Out on the plains that day.
And how His spiritual water
Had made her happy to say

Now Jesus is turning the windmills.
He's turning them out on the plains
When Jesus is pumping the water,
You'll never be thirsty again

You'll never be thirsty again