Bread of Heaven, on Thee We Feed

Bread of Heav’n! on Thee I feed

For Thy flesh is meat in­deed.

Ever may my soul be fed

With this true and liv­ing Bread;

Day by day with strength sup­plied

Through the life of Him who died.

Vine of Heav’n! Thy blood sup­plies

This blest cup of sac­ri­fice.

’Tis Thy wounds my heal­ing give

To Thy cross I look

and live.

Thou my life! Oh

let me be

Rooted

graft­ed

built on Thee.