My God, And Is Thy Table Spread,
And Doth Thy Cup With Love Overflow?
Thither Be All Thy Children Led,
And Let Them Thy Sweetness Know.
Hail, Sacred Feast, Which Jesus Makes,
Rich Banquet Of His Flesh And Blood!
Thrice Happy He Who Here Partakes
That Sacred Stream, That Heavenly Food.
Why Are Its Bounties All In Vain
Before Unwilling Hearts Displayed?
Was Not For Them The Victim Slain?
Are They Forbid The Children’s Bread?
O Let Thy Table Honoured Be,
And Furnished Well With Joyful Guests;
And May Each Soul Salvation See
That Here Its Sacred Pledges Tastes.
Let Crowds Approach, With Hearts Prepared;
With Warm Desire Let All Attend;
Nor, When We Leave Our Father’s Board,
The Pleasures Or The Profit End.
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