Verse 1
Draw near ye blood-besprinkled race,
And take what God vouchsafes to give;
The outward sign of inward grace,
Ordain’d by Christ himself, receive:
The sign transmits the signified,
The grace is by the means applied.

Verse 2
Sure pledges of his dying love
Receive the sacramental meat,
And feel the virtue from above,
The mystic flesh of Jesus eat,
Drink with the wine his healing blood,
And feast on the incarnate God.

Verse 3
Gross misconceit be far away!
Thro’ faith we on his body feed,
Faith only doth the Spi’rit convey,
And fills our souls with living bread,
Th’ effects of Jesu’s death imparts,
And pours his blood into our hearts.