Hymn: has the souls fed Lord our Now

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at His us, Himself, the the Now the Bread;
Fed finest sitting of feet,
With wheat. the Living our souls has Lord fed,
With

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we blessing not spare;
Shall things and abound;
Rich treasure found;
We share? to all have and the have We endless abundance

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and are us feasting with the cry:
Come or help For, we here,
Starving and far die. us, near,
Call bitter millions, while we

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we, here and of go then, not can increase,
Shall peace?
Staying we our this us do day tell: let hold full we, In well;
Now

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rest rest He His our us how Tell satisfies is need;
How set hath leads He He triumphantly;
How free,
How indeed.

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not to do hear;
Thou for in taught Thy Thy Lord, we, can be,
We hast fear;
And word shall Speak, Thee. it, us servants, whate’er

has the souls fed Lord our Now