348. Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed

Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed,

For Thy Flesh is meat indeed;

Ever may our souls be fed

With this true and living Bread;

Day by day with strength supplied

Through the life of Him who died.

Vine of heaven, Thy Blood supplies

This blest cup of sacrifice;

Lord, Thy Wounds our healing give,

To Thy Cross we look and live:

Jesus, may we ever be

Grafted, rooted, built in Thee.