The BANQUET. From the same

Welcome, delicious Sacred Cheer, Welcome, my GOD, my Saviour dear, O with me, In me live and dwell! Thine, Earthly Joy surpasses quite, The Depths of thy supreme Delight Not Angel Tongues can taste or tell.

What Streams of Sweetness from the Bowl Surprize and deluge all my Soul, Sweetness that is, and makes Divine! Surely from GOD's right Hand they flow, From thence deriv'd to Earth below To chear us with Immortal Wine.

Soon as I taste the Heav'nly Bread, What Manna o'er my Soul is shed, Manna that Angels never knew! Victorious Sweetness fills my Heart, Such as my GOD delights t' impart, Mighty to save, and Sin subdue.

I had forgot my Heav'nly Birth, My Soul degen'rate clave to Earth, In Sense and Sin's base Pleasures drown'd: When GOD assum'd Humanity, And spilt his Sacred Blood for me, To find me grov'ling on the Ground.

Soon as his Love has rais'd me up, He mingles Blessings in a Cup, And sweetly meets my ravish'd Taste, Joyous I now throw off my Load, I cast my Sins and Care on GOD, And Wine becomes a Wing at last.

Upborn on This, I mount, I fly; Regaining swift my Native Sky,— I wipe my streaming Eyes and see Him, whom I seek, for whom I sue, My GOD, my Saviour there I view, Him, who has done so much for me!

O let thy wondrous Mercy's Praise Inspire and consecrate my Lays, And take up all my Lines and Life; Thy Praise my ev'ry Breath employ: Be all my Business, all my Joy To strive in This, and love the Strife!