O bread to pilgrims given

Verse 1

O Bread to pilgrims given, O Food that angels eat, O Manna sent from heaven, For heav'n-bom natures meet: Give us, for thee long pining, To eat till richly filled; Till, earth's delights resigning, Our every wish is stilled.

Verse 2

O Fountain, purely flowing Forth from that sacred heart, Our Saviour's grace bestowing, True wine of life thou art. O let us, freely tasting, Our spirits' thirst assuage; Thy goodness, never wasting, Avails from age to age.

Verse 3

Jesus, this feast receiving, We thee unseen adore; Thy faithful word believing, We take, and doubt no more: Give us, thou true and loving, On earth to live in thee; Then, death the veil removing, Thy glorious face to see.