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O food of travellers, angels’ bread,
manna wherewith the blest are fed,
come nigh, and with thy sweetness fill
the hungry hearts that seek thee still.
O fount of love, O well unpriced,
outpouring from the heart of Christ,
give us to drink of very thee,
and all we pray shall answered be,
O Jesus Christ, we pray to thee
that this presence which we see,
though now in form of bread concealed,
to us may be in heaven revealed.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1994 | # 525 |
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