| 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. |