Take our bread, we ask you

Take our bread, we ask you
Take our hearts, we love you
Take our lives, oh father
We are yours, we are yours

Yours as we stand at the table you set
Yours as we eat the bread our hearts can’t forget
We are the sign of your life with us yet
We are yours, we are yours

Yours holy people standing
Washed in your blood
Spirit-filled yet hungry we await your food
We are poor but we’ve brought
Ourselves as best as we could
We are yours, we are yours

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