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Break thou the bread of life,
Dear Lord, to me,
As thou dids't break the loaves
Beside the sea;
Beyond the sacred page
I seek Thee, Lord;
My spirit thirsts for Thee,
O Living Word.
Bless Thou the truth, dear Lord,
To me, to me,
As Thou didst bless the loaves
By Galilee;
Then shall all bondage cease,
All fetters fall;
And I shall find my peace,
My all in all.
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