CAST THY BREAD UPON THE WATER by Paulina M. Alway-Anderson

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Apr 16, 1896

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 22, No. 16.

CAST THY BREAD UPON THE WATER.

By Paulina M. Alway-Anderson

BY PAULINA M. ALWAY-ANDERSON.

Cast thy bread upon the water, Throw it gently on each wave; Many souls are drifting, drifting, Jesus bids us seek and save.

Tho thy efforts seem but fruitless, Thy life labor all in vain, After many days of floating 'Twill return to thee again.

Some are sailing toward the harbor, Many drifting with the tide Out upon the surging billows, Without pilot, without guide; Quickly grasp the helm of duty; Ply the oar, and spread the sail; Gather in the struggling seamen That are drifting, soon to fail.

Cast thy bread across the ocean, Toss it o'er the deep blue sea, Break it gently to the fallen, 'Twill impart blest liberty; Give it kindly to the children, Send it graciously to all, And upon thy nearest neighbor Let some precious life crumbs fall.

Jesus is the guiding Pilot O'er life's rough, uneven tide, He, the Beacon Light of heaven, To the port will safely guide. May we land and find there many Souls, all happy, free, and safe, Through the precious Bread of Heaven We have lifted from the wave.

Cast thy bread upon the water, Throw it gently on each wave; Many souls are drifting, drifting, Jesus bids us seek and save.