Hungry, Lord, for Thy Word of truth, Sitting at my Savior???s feet; Rising, gleaning, just like Ruth, Feed me on the finest of the wheat. Refrain Bread of life it is now to me, Honey, milk and meat; In Thy love I will ever be Fed upon the finest of the wheat. Work for the Master I will do, Trusting in His strength so great; Living in His pastures new, Feed me on the finest of the wheat. Refrain Then to the harvest let us go, Bugles sounding no retreat; Workers for Jesus, He wants you Fed upon the finest of the wheat. Refrain