Come away to a place far across the sea
To a mountain transcendent and trouble-free
Let the crowd try and follow
Hunger shows how we're hollow
If the flock needs life's feeding
To the mountain He's leading
See the boy with five loaves and two fish on hand
Let the people recline on this grassy land
Here we treasure His smallness
And the fragments exhaustless
For the blessings partaking
Let His hands do the breaking
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
On our boat tossed about by the wind and waves
All our fears and our doubts cease when Jesus saves
Though the demons we're dreading
Over waves He is treading
We enjoy His peace-giving
For this journey called living
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
We followed this far without turning back
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Come away to a place far across the sea
To a mountain transcendent and trouble-free
Let the crowd try and follow
Hunger shows how we're hollow
If the flock needs life's feeding
To the mountain He's leading
See the boy with five loaves and two fish on hand
Let the people recline on this grassy land
Here we treasure His smallness
And the fragments exhaustless
For the blessings partaking
Let His hands do the breaking
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
On our boat tossed about by the wind and waves
All our fears and our doubts cease when Jesus saves
Though the demons we're dreading
Over waves He is treading
We enjoy His peace-giving
For this journey called living
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
We followed this far without turning back
To a mountain transcendent and trouble-free
Let the crowd try and follow
Hunger shows how we're hollow
If the flock needs life's feeding
To the mountain He's leading
See the boy with five loaves and two fish on hand
Let the people recline on this grassy land
Here we treasure His smallness
And the fragments exhaustless
For the blessings partaking
Let His hands do the breaking
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
On our boat tossed about by the wind and waves
All our fears and our doubts cease when Jesus saves
Though the demons we're dreading
Over waves He is treading
We enjoy His peace-giving
For this journey called living
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
Daylight declines and now fades to black
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack
We followed this far without turning back
And we can testify
With a rich supply
Gone is hunger's pain
Now twelve baskets remain
We followed this far without turning back
Writer: Matthew Fritz
Copyright: Lyrics © MDFritz Records
Copyright: Lyrics © MDFritz Records