6. Nay, though reason here doth ponder, It can never reach this wonder, That this bread is never lessened, Though it nourish thousands present, And that Christ His blood is giving With the wine we are receiving. Oh, these mysteries, unsounded, Are by God alone expounded! 7. Sun, who all my life doth brighten, Light, who dost my soul enlighten, Joy, the sweetest man e’er knoweth, Fount, whence all my being floweth,— At Thy feet I cry, my Maker, Let me be a fit partaker Of this blessed food from heaven, For our good, Thy glory, given. 8. Lord, Thy fervent love hath driven Thee to leave Thy throne in heaven, For us on the cross to languish And to die in bitter anguish, To forego all joy and gladness And to shed Thy blood in sadness, Which we drink now; grant that never We forget Thy love, dear Savior! 9. Jesus, Bread of life, I pray Thee, Let me gladly here obey Thee, Never to my hurt invited, Be Thy love with love requited; From this banquet let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure. Through the gifts Thou here dost give me As Thy guest in heaven receive me. J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr. 433 7s Lo, upon the altar lies Bread of heaven from the skies, Food to mortal wanderers given, To the sons and heirs of heaven. 2. Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep! Thou Thy flock in safety keep. Living Bread! Thy life supply; Strengthen us, or else we die. 3. Thou, who feedest us below, Source of all we have or know, Grant that with Thy saints above We may reach Thy feast of love! Thomas Aquinas, † 1274; E. Caswall, tr., 1848. 434 L. M. The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord, We celebrate with one accord; It is our comfort in distress, Our heart’s sweet joy and happiness. 2. He blotted out with His own blood The judgment that against us stood; He full atonement for us made, And all our debt He fully paid. 3. That this is so and ever true He gives an earnest ever new, In this His holy Supper here We taste His love so sweet, so near. 4. For His true body, as He said, And His true blood, for sinners shed, In this communion we receive; His sacred Word we do believe. 5. A precious food this is indeed,— It never faileth, such we need,— A heavenly manna for our soul, That we may safely reach our goal. 6. Then blessed is each worthy guest Who in this promise finds His rest; For Jesus will in love abide With those who do in Him confide: