The Lord’s Supper. Matt. 15. 26, 27; John 6. 32, 33

J. Berridge   112th

Not worthy, Lord, we must confess,
That we of children’s bread should taste,
Yet, trusting in thy righteousness,
We venture to the gospel feast;
The bread we ask which comes from heaven,
O let some blessed crumbs be given.

Lord, set thy cross before our eyes,
With all its wondrous toil and smart;
And feast us on thy sacrifice,
And show our names upon thy heart;
Till faith cry out, “I Jesus view,
I trust him now, and feel him too.”


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