1 | When on Thy table, Lord, we gaze, |
| | We marvel at the signs: |
| A loaf of bread, a cup of wine, |
| | Displayed as God designs. |
2 | The loaf portrays the bread of life |
| | As heavnly food to us, |
| Imparted by Thy mystic death |
| | That we may share Thee thus. |
3 | The portion is the cup divine, |
| | Composed of Jesus blood; |
| This cup of blessing we receive |
| | And gain what is of God. |
4 | We eat of Thee, the Bread of life, |
| | By sharing here this bread; |
| Thus we remember Thee in love |
| | And with Thyself are fed. |
5 | We all enjoy the blessings gained |
| | By drinking of this cup; |
| Thus we remember Thee with joy, |
| | Till we are taken up. |
6 | By feasting on this bread and cup |
| | Thy death we now declare, |
| And testify Thou art our life |
| | And all we daily share. |
7 | Were waiting for that glorious hour, |
| | When in the fullest way |
| Well feed on Thee and feast with Thee |
| | And worship Thee for aye. |