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Bread

Rating: 2.8

Long do we live upon the husks of corn,
While 'neath untasted lie the kernels still,
Heirs of the kingdom, but in Christ unborn,
Fain with swine's food would we our hunger fill;
We eat, but 'tis not of the bread from heaven;
We drink, but 'tis not from the stream of life;
Our swelling actions want the little leaven
To make them with the sighed-for blessing rife;
We wait unhappy on a stranger's board,
While we the master's friend by right should live,

Enjoy with him the fruits our labors stored,
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Janell b] 02 November 2018

This is an excellent and inspiring poem. I love it.

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Brian Jani 04 July 2014

powerful command of word in this piece.bravo! ! ! Jones

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