They came back tired, full of stories Teaching, traveling, work complete

Jesus said, come apart a while They had hardly had the

time to eat Boat pushed off, crowds all moving feet

Went racing down the shore They reached the lonely place before

them Rest would have to wait once more

Jesus saw them like sheep scattered

No shepherd leading where to go So before

He fed their bodies He stayed and taught them what they

needed to know.

How many loaves? Five! How many fishes? Two! How many hungry

men? Thousands! What can five and two possibly do? Give you

them to eat! Don't send them away! Give you them to

eat! Bring what you have today!

Fifty

here, a hundred there Green grass underneath them all Bread in

his hands, fish beside it Eyes lifted, heavenward Blessed, broken, given

Hand to hand, row to row Bread keeps moving, fish keeps

going Hand to hand, row to row Everyone eats, everyone fills

Five, two, twelve, five Loaves, two, fishes Twelve

baskets left Give you them to eat What looked too small

was placed before him Give you them to eat and no

one left the field hungry Five

Two Twelve

Five

Two Twelve.