1 My God, and is thy table spread,
and doth thy cup with love o'erflow?
Thither be all thy children led,
and let them all thy sweetness know.
2 Hail, sacred feast which Jesus makes,
rich banquet of his flesh and blood!
Thrice happy he who here partakes
that sacred stream, that heavenly food.
3 Why are its bounties all in vain
before unwilling hearts displayed?
Was not for them the Victim slain?
Are they forbid the children's bread?
4 O let thy table honoured be,
and furnished well with joyful guests;
and may each soul salvation see,
that here its sacred pledges tastes.
Source: Ancient and Modern: hymns and songs for refreshing worship #455
|First Line:||My God, and is Thy table spread?|
|Title:||My God, And Is Thy Table Spread|
|Author:||Philip Doddridge (1755)|
|Liturgical Use:||Communion Songs|