Hymn 439
Sweet feast of love divine!
Ase ifẹ ọrun
- Sweet feast of love divine!
'Tis grace that makes us free
To feed upon this bread and wine,
In memory, Lord, of thee. - Here every welcome guest
Waits, Lord, from thee to learn
The secrets of thy Father's breast,
And all thy grace discern. - Here conscience ends its strife,
And faith delights to prove
The sweetness of the Bread of life,
The fullness of Thy love. - The Blood that flowed for sin,
In symbol here we see,
And feel the blessèd pledge within,
That we are loved of Thee. - Oh, if this glimpse of love
Is so divinely sweet,
What will it be, O Lord, above,
Thy gladdening smile to meet - To see Thee face to face,
Thy perfect likeness wear,
And all Thy ways of wondrous grace
Through endless years declare. Amen.