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Jesus strengthens Philip’s faith in His redeeming work using five loaves, two fish, and twelve baskets as visual aids.

BibleGateway: John 6:1-14

ESV Text: John 6:1-14

KJV Text:

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     1 After these things Jesus went over the sea of Galilee, which is the sea of Tiberias. 2 And a great multitude followed him, because they saw his miracles which he did on them that were diseased. 3 And Jesus went up into a mountain, and there he sat with his disciples. 4 And the passover, a feast of the Jews, was nigh. 5 When Jesus then lifted up his eyes, and saw a great company come unto him, he saith unto Philip, Whence shall we buy bread, that these may eat? 6 And this he said to prove him: for he himself knew what he would do. 7 Philip answered him, Two hundred pennyworth of bread is not sufficient for them, that every one of them may take a little. 8 One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, saith unto him, 9 There is a lad here, which hath five barley loaves, and two small fishes: but what are they among so many? 10 And Jesus said, Make the men sit down. Now there was much grass in the place. So the men sat down, in number about five thousand. 11 And Jesus took the loaves; and when he had given thanks, he distributed to the disciples, and the disciples to them that were set down; and likewise of the fishes as much as they would. 12 When they were filled, he said unto his disciples, Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost. 13 Therefore they gathered them together, and filled twelve baskets with the fragments of the five barley loaves, which remained over and above unto them that had eaten. 14 Then those men, when they had seen the miracle that Jesus did, said, This is of a truth that prophet that should come into the world.(KJV)

Hymn: TLH 345:
Jesus, Lover of My Soul

— Organ Audio

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1. Jesus, Lover of my soul, 
Let me to Thy bosom fly 
While the nearer waters roll, 
While the tempest still is high. 
Hide me, O my Savior, hide, 
Till the storm of life is past; 
Safe into the haven guide. 
Oh, receive my soul at last! 

2. Other refuge have I none; 
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee. 
Leave, ah, leave me not alone, 
Still support and comfort me! 
All my trust on Thee is stayed, 
All my help from Thee I bring; 
Cover my defenseless head 
With the shadow of Thy wing. 

3. Wilt Thou not regard my call, 
Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? 
Lo, I sink, I faint, I fall; 
Lo, on Thee I cast my care; 
Reach me out Thy gracious hand! 
While I of Thy strength receive, 
Hoping against hope, I stand, 
Dying , and behold, I live! 

4. Thou, O Christ, art all I want; 
More than all in Thee I find. 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
Just and holy is Thy name; 
I am all unrighteousness, 
False and full of sin I am; 
Thou art full of truth and grace. 

5. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, 
Grace to cover all my sin. 
Let the healing streams abound; 
Make and keep me pure within. 
Thou of life the Fountain art, 
Freely let me take of Thee; 
Spring Thou up within my heart, 
Rise to all eternity.