1 Come, humble soul, receive the food
Your Savior offers here,
Believe, and taste that He is good,
And fain each soul would cheer.
2 Deem not that you to heav'n can rise,
To meet your Savior there,
He comes in mercy from the skies
That you His bliss may share.
3 Here we commune with Him who died,
Us power o'er death to give,
The life of Him now glorified
We here receive, and live.
4 Fot 'tis His body that we eat,
His precious blood we drink,
To make us for His mansion meet,
And save from ruin's brink.
5 He ever lives, and only He,
In whom the Lord abides,
And here, that He in us may be,
He richest food provides.
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First Line: | Come, humble soul, receive the food |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Topic: | The Catechism: Holy Communion |
Notes: | Author from Index: M. Loy |