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My God, Thy Table Now Is Spread,
Thy Cup With Love Doth Overflow;
Be All Thy Children Thither Led,
And Let Them Thy Sweet Mercies Know.
O Let Thy Table Honoured Be,
And Furnished Well With Joyful Guests:
And May Each Soul Salvation See,
That Here Its Sacred Pledges Tastes.
Drawn By Thy Quickening Grace, O Lord,
In Countless Numbers Let Them Come
And Gather From Their Father’s Board
The Bread That Lives Beyond The Tomb.
Nor Let Thy Spreading Gospel Rest
Till Through The World Thy Truth Has Run,
Till With This Bread All Men Be Blest
Who See The Light Or Feel The Sun.
Thy Cup With Love Doth Overflow;
Be All Thy Children Thither Led,
And Let Them Thy Sweet Mercies Know.
O Let Thy Table Honoured Be,
And Furnished Well With Joyful Guests:
And May Each Soul Salvation See,
That Here Its Sacred Pledges Tastes.
Drawn By Thy Quickening Grace, O Lord,
In Countless Numbers Let Them Come
And Gather From Their Father’s Board
The Bread That Lives Beyond The Tomb.
Nor Let Thy Spreading Gospel Rest
Till Through The World Thy Truth Has Run,
Till With This Bread All Men Be Blest
Who See The Light Or Feel The Sun.
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