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A soul's view; or partaking of the Lord's Supper

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #64 (1800) First Line: The table spread my soul there spies Lyrics: 1 The tables spread my soul there spies, The victims bleed, the savior dies, In anguish on the tree! I hear his dying groans! I prove His bleeding heart, his dying love, He dy'd, my soul, for thee. 2 The table's spread--the royal food Is Jesus' sacred flesh and blood, A feast of love divine: His bleeding heart! his dying groans! His sacred blood for sin atones-- Atones, my soul for thine. 3 The feast is spread with bleeding hands, Bedew'd with blood; and lo! it stands To fill the hungry mind; 'Tis free, and whosoever will, May feast his soul and drink his fill, And grace and glory find. 4 Whilst at the table sits the King, Raptur'd with joy, my soul shall sing, With an immortal flame; My Savior's grace I'll still adore, With joy I'll love him more and more, And bless his sacred name; 5 O sacred flesh! O solemn feast! When Christ my Lord, the royal guest, Is at his table found; This adds new glories to my joy-- It bids me sin, and well I may, It makes my bliss abound. 6 'Tis thus my soul by faith is fed, On angels' food, with living bread, And manna from above-- On sacred flesh, on dying blood! I feast till I am full of God, And drink the wine of love. 7 It is an early antipast, Of heavenly bliss it is a taste, A taste on earthly ground. If here so sweet--if here we prove Seraphic joy--celestial love, In heav'n what will be found? Languages: English

The table spread my soul there spies

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #LXIV (1794) Languages: English

The table spread my soul there spies

Hymnal: The Cluster of Spiritual Songs, Divine Hymns and Sacred Poems #LXXII (1823)

The table spread my soul there spies

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #d146 (1797) Languages: English

The table spread my soul there spies

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs for ... Religious Assemblies and Private Christians ... 9th ed. #d151 (1799) Languages: English

The table spread my soul there spies

Hymnal: A New and Beautiful Collection of Select Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d304 (1801) Languages: English

A soul's view; Or, partaking of the Lord's Supper

Hymnal: Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians #LXIX (1802) First Line: The tables spread, my soul there 'spies Lyrics: 1 The tables spread, my soul there 'spies The victims bleed, the Savior dies, In anguish on the tree! I hear his dying groans! I prove His bleeding heart, his dying love, He dy'd, my soul, for thee. 2 The table's spread--the royal food Is Jesus' sacred flesh and blood, A feast of love divine: His bleeding heart! his dying groans! His sacred blood for sin atones-- Atones, my soul for thine. 3 The feast is spread with bleeding hands, Bedew'd with blood and lo, it stands To fill the hungry mind; 'Tis free and whosoever will, May feast his soul, and drink his fill, And grace and glory find. 4 Whilst at the table sits the King, Raptur'd with joy, my soul shall sing, With an immortal flame; My Savior's grace I'll still adore, With joy I'll love him more and more, And bless his sacred name; 5 O sacred flesh! O solemn feast! When Christ my Lord, the royal guest, Is at his table found; This adds new glories to my joy-- It bids me sing and well I may, It makes my bliss abound. 6 'Tis thus my soul by faith is fed, On angel's food with living bread, And manna from above-- On sacred flesh, on dying blood! I feast till I am full of God, And drink the wine of love. 7 It is an early antipast, Of heav'nly bliss it is to taste, A taste on earthly ground: If here so sweet--if here we prove Seraphic joy--celestial love, In heav'n what will be found? Languages: English