Holy Communion (Lord ! when at Thy holy table)

Lord! when at Thy holy table
We adore Thy presence, raise
Every heart (for Thou art able)
On the wings of prayer and praise:
Strengthen, with the heav'nly food
Of Thy Body and Thy Blood,
All who, feeble though they be.
Come in faith to feed on Thee.

Where the Bread of Life is broken.
Glorious is the holy place;
Where the Word of Life is spoken.
Sweet Thy reconciled face:
Love and life, and faith and prayer.
Find their deep renewal there.
All we are or hope to be.
There we get, and give to Thee.

Mystery of awful wonder!
Thou the mighty God art there.
Clothed, not in Thy robes of thunder.
But in love, so rich and rare.
That the nearer we approach,
And the more by faith we touch.
We the purer blessings prove.
Higher joy, and deeper love.

Awful Presence! ever filling.
As Thou dost, immensity.
Yet in all Thy greatness willing
Man's incarnate life to be:
O, the fulness of the bliss
We may know through love like this!
O, the rich and precious store!
Joy vouchsafed us evermore!