Staff Of Bread Lyrics

When there's a casting down

We will say there's a lifting up

And if all the wells run dry

There is a river

That makes glad the city of God

If the staff of bread is broken

We must return to the communion

Oh for us your body broken poured your blood to fill our cups

In the garden the river still flows

It runs into four heads

Revealing treasures good

Oh yahweh still wears the crown

He's the Lord of the harvest

Commander of my increase

Sustainer of my barn

Ooh Sustainer

Yahweh you are

Borrow vessels not a few

Close the doors

And the oil will not cease

Till your children are redeemed

And the waster is gone from thee

If the staff of bread is broken we must return to the communion

Oh for us your body broken poured your blood to fill our cups

Oh oh oh oh

In the garden the river still flows

It runs into four heads revealing treasures good

Oh yahweh still wears the crown

He's the Lord of the harvest

Commander of my increase sustainer of my barn