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