The Stennetts of England - Joseph Stennett - Hymn Poems

Behold the king of glory sits

Behold the king of glory sits
   At table with his guests:
Welcomes them all with gracious smiles,
   Them all with dainties feasts.

No common food he here presents,
   No common drink provides
For meat he gives his flesh; for wine
   The spear his heart divides.

Lord, give us faith to raise our thoughts
   Beyond the views of sense:
Teach us thy myst'ries to discern,
   And draw new joys from thence.

Let's know thy wounded body fell
   An offering for our guilt
Let's know, to wails us from our sins,
   Thy heart's pure blood was spilt.

So shall our minds and voices join
   In sacred harmony.
To celebrate thy grace, and sing
   Hallelujah to thee.

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