Homeless & hungry -it is no treat
I didn't imagine life this way
Don't know what to expect from day to day
How did this happen? What went wrong?
I thought I was more, I thought I was strong.
Now on the corner I sit of 5th and Jude,
Holding my sign "will work for food"
Looking for money in the jar on the shelf.
Down to my last dollar, no job in sight
Struggling to make it, with all of my might.
The children are hungry, I'm weary and worn
Can't "dress to impress", my clothes are all torn.
I'll go to this restaurant, that's what I'll do...
I'll let them know that I "will work for food".
A sinner am I, I was born that way
He gave His life on the cross, He bled and died.
So I could be saved and swallow my pride.
The Living Water, they say, the Bread of Life,
He keeps us, sustains us, so we won't live in strife.
For His Kingdom, I'll strive, to always do good,
And for the rest of my life I "will work for food"!
48 I am the bread of life. 49 Your forefathers ate the manna in the desert, yet they died. 50 But here is the bread that comes down from heaven, which a man may eat and not die. 51 I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever. This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world."