Bread of heaven, on thee we feed,

For thy flesh is meat indeed;

Ever let our souls be fed

With this true and living bread.

2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies

This blest cup of sacrifice;

Lord, thy wounds our healing give;

To thy cross we look and live.

3 Day by day with strength supplied,

Through the life of him who died,

Lord of life, O let us be

Rooted, grafted, built on thee.