1 Jesus, Master of the Feast,
The feast itself Thou art:
Now receive Thy ev'ry guest,
And comfort ev'ry heart.
Give us living Bread to eat,
Manna that from heaven comes down;
See us waiting at Thy feet,
And make Thy favor known.
2 In this earthly wilderness
Thou hast a table spread,
Richly fill'd with ev'ry grace
Our fainting souls can need:
Still sustain us by Thy love,
Still Thy servants' strength repair,
Till we reach Thy courts above,
And feast forever there.
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First Line: | Jesus, Master of the Feast |
Meter: | 7s & 6s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Communion: at the Lord's Table; Lord's Supper; Means of Grace |
Notes: | Author from index: C. Wesley |