A Little Broken Bread - Debby Boone

You worked Your miracles

On hills beneath the desert sun

Like the place that I come from

And if I close my eyes, I can see You work one more

There were 5,000 fed

From a single meal there in Your hand

Now You fill my hunger just like then

But the feast is so much better than before

In Your hands

A little broken bread can satisfy

This heart of mine

By Your might

My empty cup now overflows

With holy wine

I meet You here to face to face

And I long to touch what I can’t see

And taste more of Your mystery

Till my thirst is gone

And my discontent is stilled

In Your hands

A little broken bread can satisfy

This heart of mine

By Your might

My empty cup now overflows

With holy wine

You are the bread from Heaven

Your flesh and blood are life to me

Life that meets the deepest need

And no seek soul

Could ever walk away unfilled

In Your hands

A little broken bread can satisfy

This heart of mine

By Your might

My empty cup now overflows

With holy wine