Mark 6:30-44
God of multiplication
you take our meagre offering
and through it feed the world.
A few fisherman, and other friends
willingly caught in your net,
sent out to fish for other folk.
And when they return, full of tales
of gospel power, of healing lives,
you give them leave to rest awhile.
But it is not to be, just yet,
as multitudes from every town
flock, hungry, to the lonely spot.
Twelve has become five thousand,
eager for words to feed the soul,
forgetful of the body’s needs.
A few fish, and some meagre bread
willingly given for you to bless
and share among the multitude.
God of abundant multiplication,
take our meagre offerings,
and through them feed the world.
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