Jesus, Master of the Feast BARTLEY—Thomas Hastings Jesus, Master of the Feast 1 Jesus, Master of the feast, The feast itself thou art, Now receive thy meanest guest, And comfort every heart: Give us living bread to eat, Manna that from heaven comes down, Fill us with immortal meat, And make thy nature known. 2 In this barren wilderness Thou hast a table spread, Furnished out with richest grace, Whate’er our souls can need; Still sustain us by thy love, Still thy servants’ strength repair,