How hap­py are Thy ser­vants, Lord,
Who thus re­mem­ber Thee!
What tongue can tell our sweet ac­cord,
Our per­fect har­mo­ny?

Who Thy mys­te­ri­ous sup­per share,
Here at Thy ta­ble fed,
Many, and yet but one we are,
One un­di­vid­ed bread.

One with the Liv­ing Bread di­vine
Which now by faith we eat,
Our hearts and minds and spi­rits join,
And all in Je­sus meet.

So dear the tie where souls agree
In Je­sus’ dy­ing love!
Then on­ly can it clos­er be,
When all are joined above.