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TO BE SUNG AT MEALS.

Come, let us lengthen out the feast,
To thankfulness improve;
God in His gifts delight to taste,
And pay them back in love.
His Providence supplies our needs,
And life and strength imparts;
His open hand our bodies feeds,
And fills with joy our hearts.
But will He not our souls sustain,
And nourish with His grace?
Yes; for Thou wilt not say in vain,
“My people, seek My face.”
See, then, we take Thee at Thy word,
With confidence draw nigh;
We claim, and of Thy Spirit, Lord,
Expect a fresh supply.
The sinner, when he comes to Thee,
His fond pursuits gives o'er;
From nature's sickly cravings free,
He pines for earth no more.
Lord, we believe; and taste Thee good,
Thee all-sufficient own,
And hunger after heavenly food,
And thirst for God alone.