1.	Here, at Your table, Lord, this sacred hour, 
	O let us feel You near, in loving pow'r; 
	Calling our thoughts away from self and sin, 
	As to Your banquet hall we enter in. 

2.	Come then, O holy Christ, feed us, we pray; 
	Touch with Your pierced hand each common day, 
	Making this earthly life full of Your grace, 
	Till, in the home of heav'n, we find our place.