7. The guest that comes with true intent To turn to God and to repent, To live for Christ, to die to sin, And thus a holy life begin. 8. Who does unworthy here appear, Does not believe nor is sincere, Salvation here he cannot find. May we this warning bear in mind! 9. O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear, Unto Thy cross we now draw near; Thy sacred wounds indeed make whole A wounded and afflicted soul. 10. Help us sincerely to believe That we Thy mercy do receive And in Thy grace do find our rest. Amen. He who believes is blest. H. Spegel, 1686; J. O. Wallin, 1814. 435 7, 6, 8 l O living Bread from heaven, How hast Thou fed Thy guest! The gifts Thou now hast given Have filled my heart with rest. O wondrous Food of blessing! O Cup that heals our woes! My heart, this gift possessing, In thankful song o’erflows. 2. My Lord, Thou here hast led me Within Thy holiest place And there Thyself hast fed me With treasures of Thy grace; And Thou hast freely given What earth could never buy, The Bread of life from heaven, That now I shall not die. 3. Thou givest all I wanted. The food can death destroy, And Thou hast freely granted The cup of endless joy. Ah, Lord, I do not merit The favor Thou hast shown, And all my soul and spirit Bow down before Thy throne. 4. Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened With heavenly food, while here My course on earth is lengthened, I serve with holy fear; And when Thou call’st my spirit To leave this world below, I enter, through Thy merit, Where joys unmingled flow. J. Rist, 1651, a.; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858. 436 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 Lord Jesus, Thou art truly good; Thou spread’st for our salvation Thy body and Thy blood as food And giv’st us invitation; As weary souls, with sin opprest, We come to Thee for needed rest, For counsel and forgiveness. 2. Although Thou didst ascend to heaven, Where angels bow before Thee, And now to mortals ’tis not given By sight here to adore Thee, Until begins Thy Judgment grand, When we before Thy throne shall stand And cheerfully behold Thee; 3. Yet art Thou ever with us, Lord, And with Thy congregation And not confined—so says Thy Word— To any habitation. Firm as a rock Thy Word still stands, Unshaken by the en’mies’ hands Though they be e’er so cunning.