Along the shores of Galilee

Along the shores of Galilee

When Christ five thousand fed

Not one was omitted

In the breaking of the bread.

Today they die in heathen lands

They die in want and dread

For they have been omitted

In the breaking of the Bread.

Lord

I would give them the Bread of Life

The Living Water too;

My heart cries out

“Oh

here am I

Ready

Thy will to do.”

Long years have passed and few have heard

That Jesus Christ has bled

That they might feed on Him who died

To be that Living Bread.

To gods of stone and wood they cry

Yet they are never fed

For they have been omitted

In the breaking of the Bread.

Great God

who gave Thine only Son

Help us

now Spirit-led

To tell the story of Thy love

To those who ask for bread.

Then gladly will we go or send

Till this blest news has spread

And they have been included

In the breaking of the Bread.