Category: Bread of heaven

Bread of heaven, on thee I feed,
For Thy flesh is meat indeed:
Ever may my soul be fed
With this true and living bread;
Day by day with strength supplied
Through the life of Him who died.

Vine of heaven, Thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice:
‘Tis Thy wounds my healing give;
To Thy cross I look and live:
Thou my life, oh let me be
Rooted, grafted, built on thee!