My God, and is they table spread?
And does thy cup with love o'er flow?
Thither be all thy children led,
and let them all its sweetness know.
Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes,
rich banquet of his flesh and blood!
Thrice happy he who here partakes
that sacred stream, that heavenly food!
O let thy table honoured by,
and furnished well with joyful guests;
and may each soul salvatoin see,
that here its sacred pledges tastes.
-----
Words by Philip Doddridge
No comments:
Post a Comment