Because Thy mercy is so great,
Lord, think upon my needy state,
And deign to give the help I need,—
The Bread of Life my soul to feed.
They cannot live whose souls are fed
On what this foolish world calls bread;
For lack of food the spirit sighs,
And, weak and weary, faints and dies.
O may the hidden manna give
The strength I need that I may live;
And may that life be spent for Thee
Who came and lived on earth for me.
O Jesus Christ, the living Bread,
Now at the table Thou hast spread,
Think of me in my utmost need,
And let me on Thy bounties feed.
Hymns from the East, 1907
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