• On a fair Sabbath day, when his banquet is spread,
• It is pleasant to feast with my Lord:
• His stewards stand robed at the foot & the head
• Of the soul-filling, life-giving board.

• All the guests here had burthens; but by the King's grant
• We left them behind when we came;
• The burthen of wealth and the burthen of want,
• And even the burthen of shame.

• And oh, when we take them again at the gate,
• 10 Though still we must bear them awhile,
• Much smaller they'll seem in the lane that grows strait,
• And much lighter to lift at the stile.

• For that which is in us is life to the heart,
• Is dew to the soles of the feet,
• Fresh strength to the loins, giving ease from their smart,
• Warmth in frost, & a breeze in the heat.

• No feast where the belly alone hath its fill,—
• He gives me His body and blood;
• The blood & the body (I'll think of it still,)
• 20 Of my Lord, which is Christ, which is God.

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