Take bread, we ask you, Take our hearts, we love you, Take lives, oh Father, We are yours, we are yours.
Yours we at the table you set, Yours as we the bread our hearts can't forget. We are the signs of your life us yet; We are yours, we are
Refrain
Your holy people stand washed in blood, Spirit filled, yet we await your food. Poor thought we are, we have brought Ourselves to We are yours, we are yours.