Verse 1
Lord, our life of faith and prayer
Will languish soon and die,
If Thou dost not still repair,
And with fresh grace supply:
That we still in Thee may live,
Be Thou thyself our daily Bread,
Every hour thy Spirit give,
And every moment feed.
Verse 2
Keep us to that solemn hour
When Thou the Judge shalt come;
Then thro’ thine almighty power
We triumph o’re the tomb,
In the twinkling of an eye
Caught up, on eagles wings we soar,
Swiftly to thy bosom fly,
And meet to part no more.
Verse 3
Then we eat before thy throne
Th’ immortalizing Food,
Glorious joy till then unknown
In the full Sight of God,
Drink the new, celestial wine,
Banquet with all the saints above,
Satisfied with Truth Divine,
And pure eternal Love.