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1 Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Thinking not ’tis thrown away;
God Himself will bid thee gather
From the field some future day.
Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Thinking not 'tis thrown away;
For the harvest will be glorious,
Thou shalt reap some future day.
2 Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Why shouldst thou still doubting stand?
Thou shalt gain abundant harvest,
Sowing now with lib’ral hand. [Refrain]
3 Freely give of all thy substance,
O’er the field the Lord doth reign;
Cast thy bread, and toil with patience,
Thou shalt labor not in vain. [Refrain]