Hymn CCLVIII. Long Metre. Communion with Christ

To Jesus, our exalted Lord, That name, in heav'n and earth ador'd, Fain would our hearts and voices raise, A cheerful song of sacred praise.

But all the notes which mortals know, Are weak and languishing and low; Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues.

Yet whilst around his board we meet, And worship at his sacred feet: O let our warm affections move, In glad returns of grateful love.

Yes, Lord, we love and we adore, But long to know and love thee more; And whilst we taste the bread and wine, Desire to feed on joys divine.

Let faith our feeble senses aid, To see thy wond'rous love display'd; Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, Thy dreadful agonizing pains.

Let humble penitential woe, With painful, pleasing anguish flow; And thy forgiving love impart, Life, hope and joy, to every heart.