Loaves And Fishes

Loaves And Fishes

I joined the multitude to hear
The Master speak, then followed many a mile.
When evening came, we all were gathered near,
And Jesus bid us all to stay awhile.

"These people have no food," bold Andrew said,
"So how are we to meet their needs tonight?
We have but fishes, and five loaves of bread,
Not near enough to aid their hungry plight."

Then Jesus blessed the fish, and broke the bread,
A foretaste of His Supper yet to come.
"Give out this food until each one is fed."
The Master bid them share each paltry crumb.

There was abundant food for all in sight,
On mackerel and barley we did feast.
I left with all the multitude that night,
Contented, from the first unto the least.

I heard they filled twelve baskets with the rest,
Leftover from the meal that thousands ate.
At Jesus' feast, I was an honoured guest,
A witness to His love all consummate.

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