Once more, like children, we are come,

Once more, like children, we are come,
To banquet with our God;
May each one feel himself at home,
And feast upon thy love.

While we receive the bread and wine,
As emblems of thy death,
Lord, raise each soul above the sign,
To feast on Christ by faith.

We would not come as strangers, Lord,
Who only see the sign,
But, as the objects of Christ's love,
Would feel we're one in him.

Like free-born sons, we would be free
From every legal chain;
Praise him who brought our liberty,
And ever with him reign.