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Christ is our manna true,
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| 1. | Christ is our manna true, |
| | Our bread of life indeed; |
| | He's our supply of nourishment, |
| | As on Him now we feed. |
| 2. | From Egypt Isreal fled |
| | Into a desert land; |
| | Egyptian food they left behind, |
| | And wandering began. |
| 3. | One day, the manna fell, |
| | Oh, what a wondrous feat; |
| | This was the bread the Lord had giv'n |
| | For Israel to eat. |
| 4. | Unique this manna is, |
| | It comes with morning dew; |
| | The visit of God's grace it is, |
| | Forever fresh and new. |
| 5. | God is majestic high, |
| | And greater than us all; |
| | But that we may partake of Him, |
| | In Christ, He's fine and small. |
| 6. | Though ground, or beat, or baked, |
| | He's so available; |
| | As bread and cakes and wafers fresh, |
| | We eat Him to the full. |
| 7. | Manna shows Him to be |
| | The germ of life, the seed; |
| | 'Tis God Himself sown into us, |
| | The source of all we need. |
| 8. | Between the morning dew |
| | And cold winter snow, |
| | This manna too is frost which kills |
| | Things negative below. |
| 9. | How pure and white and clean; |
| | In type our Christ we see; |
| | As we digest His element, |
| | He washes inwardly. |
| 10. | Manna with honey is; |
| | Two lives this type does show; |
| | One for the Lord's redemptive work, |
| | And one His life to grow. |
| 11. | By eating more of Christ |
| | We'll be the less opaque; |
| | We'll then appear as bdellium, |
| | Transparent us to make. |
| 12. | Lord, as we're eating here |
| | And in the manna see |
| | The riches of this glorious Christ, |
| | We're filled with praise to Thee. |