Like manna gathered in ourselves,
Your grace is right for everyone;
A thimble or a glass is filled,
And we thank Father’s Only Son.
Each one He makes is filled with Him
As He makes each as meant to be,
And each is filled up to the brim–
Made fit for His eternity.
In Body there’s no jealousy
For He is full in everyone,
And joy is in humility–
Comes from our filling with God’s Son.