O Lord Jesus, I adore thee For the bread of worth untold Freely given in thy Communion, Wonderful a thousandfold, Given to-day in loving bounty More than my poor heart can hold. Make thou of my soul an orchard Quickened into fruitfulness; Come, O Come, life-giving Manna, Making glad my wilderness: Sweeter far than any sweetness Tongue can taste, or words express. Ah, Lord Jesus, go not from me, Stay, ah, stay with me, my Lord; Make me shrink from whatsoever Will not with thy name accord; Act through me in every action, Speak through me in every word. Would that I could keep thee always In mine inmost heart to be, Thou and only thou suggesting Every thought and wish in me; All my soul, with singing, offered For a sacrifice to thee.