1. Now the Lord our souls has fed,
With Himself, the living bread;
Fed us, sitting at His feet,
With the finest of the wheat.
2. We have endless treasure found;
We have all things and abound;
Rich abundance and to spare;
Shall we not the blessing share?
3. For, while we are feasting here,
Starving millions, far and near,
Call us with the bitter cry:
Come and help us, or we die!
4. In this day of full increase,
Shall we, can we, hold our peace?
Staying here we do not well;
Now, then let us go and tell—
5. Tell how He hath set us free,
How He leads triumphantly;
How He satisfies our need;
How His rest is rest indeed.
6. Speak, for we, Thy servants, hear;
Thou hast taught us not to fear;
And whate’er Thy word shall be,
We can do it, Lord, in Thee.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #4636||Now the Lord Our Souls Has Fed||Now the Lord our souls has fed||NEW CALABAR||Annie W. Marston||77.77||<cite>Hymns of Consecration and Faith</cite>, by James Mountain (London: Marshall Brothers, second edition, 1890)|