You alone are my portion, Lord.
In a desolate land, your word is my sure reward
where sin had ensnared and starved my soul
in mercy you fed me with your bounteous store
Known in the word and broken bread
I am refined, nurtured, and fed
O lovely source of true delight, my world you mend and turn upright
Fashion and form me in all your ways,
for there I abide, I know I’m made to praise
though fierce is the drought and though dim my state
I labor on, sustained by your plenteous grace.
Known in the word and broken bread
I am refined, nurtured, and fed
O lovely source of true delight, my world you mend and turn upright
You are worthy at all times to be praised by happy voices
O God, how weak and frail my frame
I turn from this heart of indignation,
I fall on Your Son, stand in his love till this life be done
You are worthy at all times to be praised by happy voices
You’re glory fills this tired world
O gracious light, sustain your people
We look to the Son, and forevermore behold all He’s done
Known in the word and broken bread
I am refined, nurtured, and fed
O lovely source of true delight, my world you mend and turn upright
my world you mend and turn upright


lyrics and music by Chelsea Hamshaw