wordplay: UMH 623: Here, O My Lord, I See Thee

UMH 623: Here, O My Lord, I See Thee

Stamped: 21:12

Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face;

here would I touch and handle things unseen;

here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace,

and all my weariness upon thee lean.

This is the hour of banquet and of song;

this is the heavenly table spread for me;

here let me feast, and feasting, still prolong

the hallowed hour of fellowship with thee.

Here would I feed upon the bread of God,

here drink with thee the royal wine of heaven;

here would I lay aside each earthly load,

here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.

Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear;

the feast, though not the love, is past and gone.

The bread and wine remove; but thou art here,

nearer than ever, still my shield and sun.

Feast after feast thus comes and passes by;

yet, passing, points to the glad feast above,

giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,

the Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love.