1 When the disciples crossed the lake
With but one loaf on board;
How strangely did their hearts mistake
The caution of their Lord.
2 "The leaven of the Pharisees
Beware", the Savior said;
They thought, it is because He sees
We have forgotten bread.
3 It seems they have forgotten, too,
What their own eyes had viewed;
How with what scarce sufficed for few,
He fed a multitude.
4 If five small loaves, by His command,
Could many thousands serve;
Might they not trust His gracious hand,
That they should never starve?
5 They oft His power and love had known,
And doubtless were to blame;
But we have reason good to own
That we are just the same.
6 How often has He brought relief,
And every want supplied!
Yet soon, again, our unbelief,
Says, "Can the Lord provide?"
7 Be thankful for one loaf today,
Though that be all your store;
Tomorrow, if you trust and pray,
Shall timely bring you more.
|First Line:||When the disciples crossed the lake|
|Title:||But One Loaf|
|Source:||Olney Hymns (London, W. Oliver, 1779), Book 1|
|Key:||G Major or modal|
|Source:||Bremner's Collection, 1763|
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