Scripture Verse

He that eateth My flesh, and drinketh My blood, dwelleth in Me, and I in him. John 6:56

Introduction

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John B. Dykes
1823–1876

Words: Maintz­ich Ge­sang­buch, 1661 (O es­ca vi­a­to­rum). Trans­lat­ed from La­tin to Eng­lish by the com­pil­ers of Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern.

Music: Es­ca Vi­a­to­rum John B. Dykes, in Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1868 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Lyrics

O food that weary pilgrims love,
O bread of angel hosts above,
O manna of the saints,
The hungry soul would feed on Thee;
Ne’er may the heart unsolaced be
Which for Thy sweetness faints.

O fount of love, O cleansing tide,
Which from the Sav­ior’s piercèd side
And sacred heart dost flow,
Be ours to drink of Thy pure rill,
Which only can our spirits fill,
And all our need bestow.

Lord Je­su, whom, by power divine
Now hidden ’neath the outward sign,
We worship and adore,
Grant, when the veil away is rolled,
With open face we may behold
Thyself for­ev­er­more.