1. Now the Lord our soul has fed,
  With Himself, the Living Bread;
  Fed us, sitting at His feet,
  With the finest of the wheat.
2. We have endless treasure found;
  We have all things and abound;
  Rich abundance and to spare;
  Shall we not the blessing share?
3. For, while we are feasting here,
  Starving millions, far and near,
  Call us with the bitter cry:
  Come and help us, or we die.
4. In this day of full increase,
  Shall we, can we, hold our peace?
  Staying here we do not well;
  Now then, let us go and tell:
5. Tell how He hath set us free,
  How He leads triumphantly;
  How He satisfies our need;
  How His rest is rest indeed.
6. Speak, for we, Thy servants, hear;
  Thou hast taught us not to fear;
  And whate'er Thy word shall be,
  We can do it, Lord, in Thee.