The heavenly Word proceeding forth
Yet leaving not the Father’s side
Accomplishing His work on earth
Had reached at length life’s eventide.
By false disciple to be given
To foemen for His life athirst
Himself
the very Bread of Heav’n
He gave to His disciples first.
He gave Himself in either kind
His precious flesh
His precious blood
In love’s own fullness thus designed
Of the whole man to be the Food.
By birth their fellow man was He;
Their meat
when sitting at the board;
He died
their ransomer to be;
He ever reigns
their great reward.
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