Jesus, to Thy ta­ble led,
Now let ev­ery heart be fed
With the true and liv­ing Bread.

While in pe­ni­tence we kneel,
Thy sweet pre­sence let us feel,
All Thy won­drous love re­veal.

While on Thy dear cross we gaze,
Mourning o’er our sin­ful ways,
Turn our sad­ness in­to praise.

When we taste the mys­tic wine,
Of Thine out­poured blood the sign,
Fill our hearts with love di­vine.

Draw us to Thy wound­ed side,
Whence there flowed the heal­ing tide;
There our sins and sor­rows hide.

From the bonds of sin re­lease,
Cold and wa­ver­ing faith in­crease;
Lamb of God, grant us Thy peace.

Lead us by Thy pierc­èd hand,
Till around Thy throne we stand
In the bright and bet­ter land.