Bread indeed

HOw good, O Lord, is thy blest Word
To all that are sincere!
Because it doth such good afford,
Thy Children love it dear.

O let us taste of thy sweet Love,
And in thy self delight;
And feed us also from above
Every day and night.

That with the fat things of thy House
We all may feasted be;
And flourish in thy glorious Courts,
Dear God, continually.

Many do seem to be content,
Whilst they on Husks do feed;
But let our Souls to Christ be bent,
And stor'd with all we need.

One hour in thy blest Courts let's prize
Above all times and days;
And also sing and laud thy Name,
And live unto thy praise.