O food of men wayfaring

O Food of men wayfaring,
the bread of angels sharing,
O Manna from on high!
We hunger; Lord, supply us,
nor thy delights deny us,
whose hearts to thee draw nigh.

O stream of love past telling,
O purest fountain, welling
from out the Savior's side!
We faint with thirst; revive us,
of thine abundance give us,
and all we need provide.

O Jesus, by thee bidden,
we here adore thee, hidden
'neath forms of bread and wine.
Grant when the veil is riven,
we may behold, in heaven,
thy countenance divine.

Words: Latin, ca. 1661;
trans. Athelstan Riley, 1906

Music: In allen meinen Taten, O Esca Viatorum, O Welt, ich muss dich lassen, Psalm 6

Meter: 776 D

Website compiled by Steve Benner, 2000-2003.