Fish and Loaves

My talents and my strengths are like Some fish, and loaves of bread And when I see this whole wide world That’s desperate to be fed I wonder what my food can do To satisfy such need My fish and loaves of bread are few How many can they feed? But when I open up my hands Yeshua comes and takes The meager loaves and fish I have He blesses and He breaks I wonder what He’ll do with them And then, when He is done He calls and tells me to disperse The food to everyone I do as He commanded me I give the food, and then With shock I look around and see It fed five thousand men And thus Yeshua multiplies My strengths and talents, and I share His boundless blessings with The needy of the land