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1 Here at thy table, Lord,
this sacred hour,
oh, let us feel thee near
in loving power,
calling our thoughts away
from self and sin
as to thy banquet hall
we enter in.
2 Sit at the feast, dear Lord,
break thou the bread;
fill thou the cup that brings
life to the dead,
that we may find in thee
pardon and peace,
and from all bondage win
a full release.
3 So shall our life of faith
be full, be sweet,
and we shall find our strength
for each day meet.
Fed by thy living bread,
all hunger past,
we shall be satisfied,
and filled at last.
4 Come then, O holy Christ;
feed us, we pray;
touch with thy pierced hand
each common day,
making this earthly life
full of thy grace,
till at thy side in love
we find our place.
Amen.
Source: Community of Christ Sings #517
First Line: | Here at Thy table, Lord, This sacred hour |
Title: | Here at Thy Table, Lord |
Author: | May P. Hoyt |
Meter: | 6.4.6.4 D |
Place of Origin: | Albany, New York |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |