2 Sun, who all my life dost brighten!
Light, who dost my soul enlighten!
Joy, the sweetest man e’er knoweth!
Fount, whence all my being floweth!
Humbly draw I near to thee;
Grant that I may worthily
Take this blesséd heavenly food,
To thy praise, and to my good.
3 Jesus, Bread of Life from heaven,
Never be thou vainly given,