Church Book ‎#342

342. Lord, accept our feeble praise

1 Lord, accept our feeble praise
For the banquet given;
Though unworthy, we would raise
Hearts and hands to heaven.

2 Of the streams of grace divine
We have now been tasting:
On the mystic bread and wine
With rich comfort feasting.

3 Meat indeed Thy Flesh we find,
Drink thy Blood so precious;
Jesus, Saviour, thou art kind,
Merciful and gracious!

4 On our guilty souls Thy rod
Falls with gentle chidings;
And Thou healest with Thy Blood
All our great backslidings.

5 May we to Thy bleeding Cross
Soul and body fasten;
All for Jesus count but loss,
to His coming hasten.

6 None from trials are below
Totally exempted;
All-sufficient grace bestow,
Succor, Lord, the tempted.

7 To Thy Name, for evermore,
Be all glory given;
None on earth will we adore,
None but Thee in heaven.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, accept our feeble praise
• Meter: 7, 6. Trochaic
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890
• Topic: The Means of Grace: The Lord's Supper
• Source: Whitefield's Col. 1766?

Tune Information

• Name: LASZT UNS ALLE FRÖLICH SEIN
• Meter: 7, 6. Trochaic
• Key: G Major
• Notes: Source from index: Pub. at Leipsic, 1682