Text:The word made flesh

AXXIV. The word made flesh

1 Savior descend with pow'r divine,
And bless the bread, and bless the wine;
Our hearts rejoice, be glad and sing,
Beneath the shadow of thy wing.

2 The bread, sweet to our taste become,
Like children starving long from home,
Returning to our Father's board,
May eat and drink, and praise the Lord.

3 The wine refresh our hearts, that we
To run our race may strengh'ned be;
Become in us a living spring,
That as we journey, we may sing.

4 These elements a token are,
Of what the Lord did for us bear;
The bread his body represents,
Object of faith, but not of sense.

5 Behold the wine! a type of blood,
Flowing from Christ the Lamb of God,
And as we look, O! may a tear
Bedew our cheeks, while God we hear.

6 Eat, eat my friends, the bread is free,
And drink, yea drink abundantly.
Whoever drinks (the word is plain)
Christ says shall never thirst again.

7 Brethren awake! with one accord,
This is the supper of the Lord;
Belove, rise, make haste away,
'Tis God that calls, God's voice obey.

8 To quench your thirst, my heart hath bled,
My body dy'd to raise the dead;
That Christians all, from sin set free,
While eating may remember me.

9 Oh! may we never more forget
This bread of life, this heav'nly treat,
Our souls have feasted on to day,
But always friends, rejoice and pray.

Text Information
First Line: Savior descend with pow'r divine
Title: The word made flesh
Language: English
Publication Date: 1802
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