831    S.M.     J. Hart
The Free Feast. Isa. 55. 1, 2; Luke. 1. 53

1 The God that first us chose,
  The eternal Father, praise;
  What wondrous bounties he bestows;
  And by what wondrous ways!

2 His creatures all are filled
  By him with proper food;
  But O! he gives to every child
  His Son’s own flesh and blood.

3 Here hungry souls appear,
  And eat celestial bread;
  The needy beggar banquets here,
  With royal dainties fed.

4 Here thirsty souls approach,
  And drink immortal wine:
  The entertainment is for such,
  Prepared by grace divine.

5 [God bids us bring no price;
  The feast is furnished free;
  His bounteous hand the poor supplies,
  And who more poor than we?

6 His Spirit from above
  The Father sends us down,
  And looks with everlasting love
  On all that love the Son.]