Cast thy bread upon the waters
Thinking not ’tis thrown away
God himself saith, Thou shalt gather
It again some future day

Cast thy bread upon the waters
Wildly though the billows roll
They but aid thee as Thou toilest
Truth to spread from pole to pole

As the seed, by billows floated
To some distant island lone
So to human souls benighted
That Thou flingest may be borne

Cast thy bread upon the waters
Why wilt thou still doubting stand?
Bounteous shall God send the harvest
If Thou sowest with liberal hand