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

2 While upon thy cross we gaze
Mourning o'er our sinful ways,
Turn our sadness into praise.

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

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

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

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