The Bread of Life - M. Robbins
The Bread of Life died on this earth;
redeeming grace flowed from Christ’s side;
He offers now the second birth;
how blest the soul where Christ abides!
My soul was faint; my soul was weak;
my soul did ask for living bread;
His cleansing grace my soul did seek;
how blest the soul if Christ’s the Head!
Unto His side, He led the way;
my soul was fed by His dear self;
my dreadful sins He’s washed away;
how blest my soul for Christ Himself!
Since Christ, the Bread of Life, is mine,
He gives not crumbs, but gives His whole
and bids me daily on Him dine;
how truly blessed is my soul!