Verso 1

The masses
Are desperate again
All I can offer
Is fish and stale bread
Father is kind to provide
Satisfy us
O Christ Bread of Life

Verso 2

The masses
Are crushing my hope
Stretch out my hand
Touch the edge of Your robe
I come begging You
For a crumb
You usher me into
Your banquet of love

Coro

Though I'm broken and frail
Your love prevails
You are good to me
Though I'm weary and poor
Your love with restore
You are good to me
Good to me

Verso 3

I pour out my songs
On Your feet
For You are my strength
And the reason I sing
Through cracks in this
Old jar of clay
Your glory and grace
Are put on display

Coro

Though I'm broken and frail
Your love prevails
You are good to me
Though I'm weary and poor
Your love with restore
You are good to me
Good to me

Puente

The fullness of God
All Your holy ways
Could never be contained
The fullness of God
Fills my heart with praise
Till it overflows

Coro

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Good to me
Good to me