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Sweet feast of love divine!
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| 1. | Sweet feast of love divine! |
| | 'Tis grace that makes us free |
| | To feed upon this bread and wine, |
| | In mem'ry, Lord, of Thee. |
| 2. | Here every welcome guest |
| | Waits, Lord, from Thee to learn |
| | The secrets of Thy Father's breast, |
| | And all Thy grace discern. |
| 3. | Here conscience ends its strife, |
| | And faith delights to prove |
| | The sweetness of the Bread of Life, |
| | The fulness of Thy love. |
| 4. | That blood that flowed for sin |
| | In symbol here we see, |
| | And feel the blessed pledge within |
| | That we are loved of Thee. |
| 5. | O if this glimpse of love |
| | Is so divinely sweet, |
| | What will it be, O Lord, above, |
| | Thy gladd'ning smile to meet! |
| 6. | To see Thee face to face, |
| | Thy perfect likeness wear, |
| | And all Thy ways of wondrous grace |
| | Through endless years declare. |