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O FOOD of pilgrims faltering low! O Bread that angel hosts foreshow, O Manna from on high, Thou givest taste of Heaven's own life To stay the craving and the strife - Our faint hearts hungry cry! O Font Divine - o'erflowing Love, That out a Saviour's breast above, A rapturing current rolls - Sweet to our sin-parched nature streaming, O Living Spring from death redeeming Restore our swooning souls! O Jesus, loved in light revealed - Though now in guise of bread concealed Lie all supernal rays, Grant that this veil withdrawn may be, - Our eyes Thy risen glory see Transfixed in deathless gaze! |
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