Little children are taught that sharing is caring
The weight of troubles Jesus is gladly bearing
For, when two share the work, the load is light
And together things often turn out all right
Jesus took bread, blessed it and broke it
And gave each of his friends a little bit
He said "This is my body broken and shared
This is my blood poured out; wounds repaired
Do such as this in memory of me
Share with all whom you meet"
Share your faith and share your bread
Do this and you, yourself, will be fed
I've heard that we aren't truly living
At least not until we are truly giving
Jesus gave himself body and blood
Gave his life freely for us out of pure love
He gave his life that we might have life
On the third day, Jesus rose from the grave
I sing praise for my God who is mighty to save
Sharing brings joy to the heart of the giver
Let it wash over you like a mighty rushing river
Live in the light that never passes away
And soak up the glow of love every day