Not so the true immortal bread,
By which our hungry souls are fed:
If kept by us it always be,
It keeps us from corruption free:
And soon th’ incorruptible grace
Shall these vile putrid bodies raise,
Long as our heavenly food t’ endure,
And pure as God himself is pure.
Not so the true immortal bread
Hymnal/Album: Originally titled “Some of them left of it until the morning, and it bred worms and stank.”—[Exod.] xvi. 20. Introduced in Charles Wesley, Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, Vol. 1 (Bristol: Farley, 1762). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 9 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), page 48.
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