[Verse 1]
G C D
Just a little cruse of oil was all she had to spare.
G C D
Just a cup or two of flour to make a cake to share.
G D Em C
Yet she gave it to the prophet; she gave it in God's name,
G C G D G
And the little that she seemed to have was never quite the same.
[Chorus]
C D
When you finally learn to give it up,
G
No matter just how small,
C D
When you open up your hands to God,
G
Your life, your very all,
C D
There's something that will happen,
G C Em Am
To the world you can't explain,
G C G
But the little that you seem to have
D7 G
Will never be the same.
[Verse 2]
G C D
Just a lunch of two small fishes and five small loaves of bread,
G C D
Yet he gave it to the Master. How would the crowd be fed?
G D Em C
But in the hands of Jesus, a feast his lunch became,
G C G D G
And the little that he seemed to have was never quite the same.
[Chorus]
C D
When you finally learn to give it up,
G
No matter just how small,
C D
When you open up your hands to God,
G
Your life, your very all,
C D
There's something that will happen,
G C Em Am
To the world you can't explain,
G C G
But the little that you seem to have
D7 G
Will never be the same.