Come Humble Soul Receive The Food
Come, humble soul, receive the food
Your Savior offers here,
Believe, and taste that He is good,
And fain each soul would cheer.
Deem not that you to heav’n can rise,
To meet your Savior there;
He comes in mercy from the skies
That you His bliss may share.
Here we commune with Him who died,
Us pow’r o’er death to give;
The life of Him now glorified
We here receive, and live.
For ’tis His body that we eat,
His precious blood we drink,
To make us for His mansions meet,
And save from ruin’s brink.
He ever lives, and only he
In whom the Lord abides;
And here, that He in us may be,
He richest food provides.