Bread Upon The Waters
By Arthur R. Herrmann
I took a brother by the hand I spoke a word of cheer
It gave him strength, renewed his hope,
And helped to banish fear.
How passing strange is life, my friend,
For as the years sped by I, too,was faced with dark despair
And life held but a sigh.
My friend now took me by the hand,
And whispered words of cheer-The same soul-lifting words I spoke
To him, another year.
'Twas then I knew the bread I'd cast,
As in the Scriptures told,
Upon the waters had returned
To bless me now, two-fold!
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