The Bread Of Life, Or Toil

 

We always seem to want the thing
We don’t have readily.
While some pray that the rain would cease,
Others pray let it be!
 
Of all the needs and wants we have,
The one that matters most
Is that which comes from God Himself.
There is no greater boast.
 
It’s His mercy, His loving grace,
Made manifest on earth
In the life and teachings of Him
Who died for our rebirth.
 
There is no glory man can hold
Greater than redemption,
And that can only be granted
By grace, through Heaven’s Son.
 
He is the bread we need to eat,
He is the peace we seek.
His are the only truths this world
Still needs to hear us speak.
 
If you are hungry in your soul,
He is the bread of life.
If you are caught in anxious toil,
He’s your peace amid strife.
 
We each have a choice we can make,
It’s there for us each day.
We can walk through life without hope,
Or with Him all the way!
 
Choose then which bread you want to have,
The bread of anxious toil,
Or the bread of life He offers
To all of mortal coil.    
 
John 6:33-35
“For the bread of God is he who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.” They said to him, “Sir, give us this bread always.”
Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst.
 
Psalm 127:2
It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep.