Give us today our daily bread

But what happens when we have no where to rest our head

Do we turn away, resort to evil instead

How about when the money gets to our head

Too much or too little, the two reasons I’m afraid

When I make it big, is it I who takes the cred?

When I come up short, is it not He that I blamed?

I hope every night before I go to bed

I can remember to say “thank you for giving us our daily bread “