III.V. Let us adore th' eternal Word

1 Let us adore th' eternal Word,
'Tis he our Souls hath fed;
Thou art our living Stream, O Lord,
And thou th' Immortal Bread.

[2 The Manna came from lower Skies,
But Jesus from above,
Where the fresh Springs of Pleasure rise,
And Rivers flow with Love.

3 The Jews, the Fathers, dy'd at last,
Who eat that heav'nly Bread;
But these Provisions, which we taste,
Can raise us from the Dead.]

4 Blest be the Lord, that gives his Flesh
To nourish dying Men;
And often spreads his Table fresh,
Lest we should faint again!

5 Our Souls shall draw their heav'nly Breath,
While Jesus finds Supplies;
Nor shall our Graces sink to Death,
For Jesus never dies.

[6 Daily our mortal Flesh decays,
But Christ, our Life, shall come;
His unresisted Pow'r shall raise
Our Bodies from the Tomb.]

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First Line: Let us adore th' eternal Word
Publication Date: 1769
Topic: Christ: Bread of Life
Language: English
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