My God, now is your table spread

My God, now is your table spread,
your cup with love still overflows:
so may your children here be fed
as Christ to us his goodness shows.

2. This holy feast, which Jesus makes
a banquet of his flesh and blood-
how glad each one who comes and takes
this sacred drink, this royal food!

3. His gifts that richly satisfy
are yet to some in vain displayed:
did not for them the Saviour die-
may they not share the children’s bread?

4. My God, here let your table be
a place of joy for all your guests,
and may each one salvation see
who now its sacred pledges tastes.