John 6:32

• [Joh 6:32] Bread Of The World, In Mercy Broken

  Bread of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom the words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead. Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed; And be Thy feast to us the token, That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
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• [Joh 6:32] Here At Thy Table, Lord

  Here at Thy table, Lord, this sacred hour, O let us feel Thee near, in loving power, Calling our thoughts away from self and sin As to Thy banquet hall we enter in. Sit at the feast, dear Lord, break Thou the bread; Fill Thou the cup that brings life to the dead; That we may find in Thee pardon and peace, And from all bondage win a full release. So shall our life of faith be full, be sweet; And we shall find our strength for each day meet; Fed by Thy living bread, all hunger past, We shall be satisfied, and saved at last. Come then, O holy Christ, feed us, we pray; Touch with Thy piercèd hand each common day; Making this earthly life full of Thy grace, Till in the home of heaven we find our place.

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John 6:55

• [Joh 6:55] In The Quiet Consecration

  In the quiet consecration Of this glad communion hour, Here we rest in You, Lord Jesus, Taste Your love, and touch Your power. Christ our living Bread from Heaven, Lord, whose blood is drink indeed; Here by faith and with thanksgiving In this feast on You we feed. By Your death for sin atoning, By Your resurrection life, Hold us fast in blessèd union; Gird us, nerve us for the strife. While afar in solemn radiance Shines the feast that is to come After conflict, toil, and testing— Your great feast of love and home.

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• [Joh 6:55] O Lord, And Is Thy Table Spread?

  O Lord! and is Thy table spread, And doth Thy cup with truth o’erflow? Thither be all Thy children led, And let them all its sweetness know. Hail, sacred feast which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! Thrice happy we who here partake That sacred stream, that heavenly food. O, let Thy table honored be, And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see That here its sacred pledges tastes. Nor let Thy spreading Gospel rest Till through the world Thy truth has run; Till with this bread all men are blest Who see the light, or feel the sun.

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