Cast Thy Bread Upon the Waters { Cast Thy Bread Upon the Waters Ec 11:} MISSION SONG-P. P. Van Arsdale ST. SYLVESTER-John Bacchus Dykes Cast Thy Bread Upon the Waters 1 Cast thy bread upon the waters, Thinking not 'tis thrown away; God hath said that thou shalt gather Rich rewards 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. Cast thy bread upon the waters, Why, oh, why still doubting stand? God shall send a bounteous harvest If ye sow with lib'ral hand. Give then freely of thy substance, O'er this cause the Lord doth reign; Cast thy bread and toil with patience, Thou shalt labor not in vain. Cast thy bread upon the waters, Ye who have abundant stores; It may float on many billows, It may strand on many shores; You may think it lost forever, But as sure as God is true, In this life or in the other, It will yet return to you.