The second Part.
1
Bread pleasant is unto the taste,
To souls who hungry be,
This property also thou hast,
O it it is found in thee.
2
What can taste sweeter than thy love?
O come poor souls and try;
That Bread which came down from above
Is set before your eye.
3
By Faith you must this Bread behold,
And you by Faith must eat;
Without true Faith you have been told
It is (alas) dry Meat.
4
Bread does renew the strength of Men
Who ready are to saint;
O then on Christ let's feed again,
Eat Bread poor drooping Saint.
5
On Christ rely, don't look within,
On Jesus do depend;
'Tis he has made an end of sin,
To him God does thee send.
⟨p. 96⟩6
Bread is the best of earthly things,
A morsel is worth Gold;
From Christ all blessings to us spring,
His worth none can unfold.
7
Bread is a portion for the poor,
O let us haste away;
But see you come to the right door,
There may ye feed each day.
8
But what is common Bread to this,
Which soon does putrefy?
Oh feed on this, none like it is,
Eat and ye shall not die.
9
All praise to God, and Christ the Lord,
Who Bread to us do give:
O sing his praise, Saints, all your days,
Eat, and your souls shall live.
The second Part.
1
Bread pleasant is unto the taste,
To souls who hungry be,
This property also thou hast,
O it it is found in thee.
2
What can taste sweeter than thy love?
O come poor souls and try;
That Bread which came down from above
Is set before your eye.
3
By Faith you must this Bread behold,
And you by Faith must eat;
Without true Faith you have been told
It is (alas) dry Meat.
4
Bread does renew the strength of Men
Who ready are to saint;
O then on Christ let's feed agen,
Eat Bread poor drooping Saint.
5
On Christ rely, don't look within,
On Jesus do depend;
'Tis he has made an end of sin,
To him God does thee send.
⟨p. 96⟩6
Bread is the best of earthly things,
A morsel is worth Gold;
From Christ all blessings to us spring,
His worth none can unfold.
7
Bread is a portion for the poor,
O let us haste away;
But see you come to the right door,
There may ye feed each day.
8
But what is common Bread to this,
Which soon does putrifie?
Oh feed on this, none like it is,
Eat and ye shall not die.
9
All praise to God, and Christ the Lord,
Who Bread to us do give:
O sing his praise, Saints, all your days,
Eat, and your souls shall live.
