- 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.