AN eager youthful voice I hear Asking for bread a father dear; For he had strayed into the wild, And wandered far, the thoughtless child, Till hunger gnawing in his breast Had sent him home with this request. And will his father give instead A stone to him that asks for bread? If for a fish a venomed snake Will he persuade his child to take? Ah, no! the father will arise With love and pity in his eyes, And fill the suppliant hand outspread With bounteous store of finest bread. And will not God, our God, much more Give from His love's unbounded store All needful things—the Spirit's grace Our souls to bless, instruct, solace? Oh! let His children haste to prove Their Heavenly Father's yearning love; And to His throne of grace repair, And ask in earnest, pleading prayer, That to their needy souls be given The bread of life sent down from heaven; That living bread His grace supplies, And whoso eats of never dies. O Father, give Thy children bread, Our souls are waiting to be fed; From Thee we would not longer roam, Our Father, Thou, and "Heaven our home." Thy love we crave, Thy Word believe; We ask, we hope we will receive. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR LAUREL AND HARDY ON MY WORKROOM WALL by DAVID WAGONER BISHOP BLOUGRAM'S APOLOGY by ROBERT BROWNING THE SONNET by RICHARD WATSON GILDER THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 78. BODY'S BEAUTY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI EXPECTATION by GLADYS BRIERLY ASHOUR |