Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless

Thy chosen pilgrim flock,

With manna from the wilderness,

With water from the rock.

2 Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak

(As thou when here below),

Our souls the joys celestial seek,

That from thy sorrows flow.

3 We would not live by bread alone,

But by thy word of grace—

In strength of which we travel on

To our abiding place.

4 Be known to us in breaking bread,

But do not then depart—

Saviour abide with us, and spread

Thy table in our heart.

5 Then sup with us in love divine;

Thy body and thy blood,

That living bread and heavenly wine,

Be our immortal food.