Surrender A word that we don't understand How are we to get ahead When we have empty hands? We fight for what will fade We cling to that From which we're saved And soon we'll wake to find We've naught but fists of sand What good is the whole world If you've no soul? So cast your bread Upon the water's edge And you will find The bread of life Cast your bread Our bread seems small But when it's broken It will feed A multitude of thousands Hungry and in need If we want to live Our life is something We must give Just like kernels of wheat Die to bare forth seeds Lord it's in Your hands now As it's always been Cast your bread Upon the water's edge And you will find The bread of life Break your bread And pa** with open hands And you will find The bread of life How are we to get ahead When we have empty hands? Cast your bread Upon the water's edge And you will find The bread of life Cast your bread Cast your bread And you will find The bread of life