We Ask Not That The Stones Be Bread

We ask not that the stones be bread,
For in the soil food plenty grows;
And skilful men shall make instead
The deserts blossom as the rose.

We pray not for some angel wing
To bear us up from pavement stone;
But to the temple we shall bring
Our humble hearts to thee alone.

We seek not with the legion’s swords
To win the kingdoms far and wide;
But with thy peaceful courage, Lord,
To bring the nations to thy side.

From Upper Room, we shall not cease
To suffer, love, forgive, and share,
Until the gospel of thy peace
Shall bind the nations everywhere.