1 We place upon your table, Lord,
the food of life, the bread and wine,
as symbols of our daily work,
according to your grand design.
2 Within these simple things there lie
the height and depth of human life:
our pain and tears, our thoughts and toils,
our hopes and fears, our joy and strife.
3 Accept them, Lord, they come from you;
we take them humbly from your hand.
These gifts of yours for higher use
we offer up as you command.
|First Line:||We place upon your table, Lord|
|Title:||We Place upon Your Table, Lord|
|Author:||M. F. C. Wilson (20th century, alt.)|
|Topic:||The Church at Worship: The Lord's Supper|
|Source:||Adapt. from Musicalisches Handbuch, Hamburg, 1690|