The Love-Feast, Part 2

Come, Thou high and lofty Lord,
Lowly, meek, incarnate Word;
Humbly stoop to earth again,
Come, and visit abject man.
Jesu, dear, expected Guest,
Thou art bidden to the feast;
For Thyself our hearts prepare,
Come, and sit, and banquet there.

Jesu, we the promise claim,
We are met in Thy great name:
In the midst do Thou appear,
Manifest Thy presence here;
Sanctify us, Lord, and bless,
Breathe Thy Spirit, give Thy peace,
Thou Thyself within us move;
Make our feast a feast of love.

Let the fruits of grace abound,
Let in us Thy bowels sound;
Faith, and love, and joy increase,
Temperance, and gentleness:
Plant in us Thy humble mind;
Patient, pitiful, and kind,
Meek and lowly let us be,
Full of goodness, full of Thee.

Make us all in Thee complete,
Make us all for glory meet,
Meet to' appear before Thy sight,
Partners with the saints in light.
Call, O, call us each by name
To the marriage of the Lamb;
Let us lean upon Thy breast;
Love be there our endless feast.