Verse 1
Let us adore th’ eternal Word,
’Tis he our souls hath fed;
Thou art our living stream, O Lord,
And thou th’ immortal bread.
Verse 2
The manna came from lower skies,
But Jesus from above,
Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise
And rivers flow with love.
Verse 3
The Jews the fathers dy’d at last,
Who ate that heavenly bread;
But these provisions which we taste
Can raise us from the dead.
Verse 4
Bless’d be the Lord that gives his flesh
To nourish dying men;
And often spreads his table fresh,
Lest we should faint again.
Verse 5
Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath
While Jesus finds supplies;
Nor shall our graces sink to death,
For Jesus never dies.
Verse 6
Daily our mortal flesh decays,
But Christ our life shall come;
His unresisted power shall raise
Our bodies from the tomb.
Isaac Watts, “Let Us Adore Th' Eternal Word”