Lord, Thou art manna true

Lord, Thou art manna true,
Descended from on high,
Who came to be my food,
To fully satisfy.
Thou art the smitten rock,
Whence living waters burst;
At all times I may drink,
And fully quench my thirst.
Now, hungry and athirst,
I come, dear Lord, to Thee;
Feed me Thy very self,
Life water flow to me.
Of Thee I’d eat and drink,
Thy very self partake,
Eat, drink Thy Spirit, Lord,
Thy life divine to taste.
If I could not partake,
How empty I would be;
My source of daily strength
Is eating, drinking Thee.