He was only a little lad
With a morsel of fish and bread,
But he promptly gave what he had.
He was only a little lad,
But multitudes, waiting, were fed
When the Master's blessing was said.
He was only a little lad
With a morsel of fish and bread.
She was only a woman alone,
But her love flowed like spikenard sweet.
As she entered the Pharisee's home
She was only a woman alone,
But her life was at length made complete
As she knelt at her Master's feet.
She was only a woman alone,
But her love flowed like spikenard sweet.
You are only one—yes, I know—
But God's love is reflected in you,
And others may live by its glow.
You are only one—yes, I know—
But sharing that love rich and true,
You may nourish the hungry ones too.
You are only one—yes, I know—
But God's love is reflected in you.
