1 Bread of heaven on Thee we feed,
For Thou art our food indeed;
Ever may our souls be fed
With this true and living Bread,
Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the life of Christ who died.
2 Vine of heaven, Thy love supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice;
'Tis Thy wounds our healing give;
To Thy cross we look and live:
Thou our life! O let us be
Rooted, grafted, built on Thee.
