Lord, We Adore Thy Bounteous Hand

Verse 1

Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand,
And sing the solemn feast
Where sweet celestial dainties stand
For every willing guest.

Verse 2

[The tree of life adorns the board
With rich immortal fruit,
And ne’er an angry flaming sword
To guard the passage to’t.

Verse 3

The cup stands crown’d with living juice;
The fountain flows above,
And runs down streaming for our use
In rivulets of love.]

Verse 4

The food’s prepar’d by heavenly art,
The pleasure’s well refin’d,
They spread new life thro’ every heart,
And cheer the drooping mind.

Verse 5

Shout and proclaim the Saviour’s love,
Ye saints that taste his wine,
Join with your kindred saints above,
In loud hosannas join.

Verse 6

A thousand glories to the God
That gives such joy as this;
Hosanna! let it sound abroad,
And reach where Jesus is.