1 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night,
When pow'rs of earth and hell arose
Against the Son of God's delight,
And friends betray'd him to his foes.
2 Before the mournful scene began,
He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake;
What love thro' all his actions ran!
What wondrous words of grace he spake!
3 "This is my body, broke for sin;
"Receive and eat the living food;"
Then took the cup and bless'd the wine;
"'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood."
4 [For us his flesh with nails was torn,
He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn;
And justice pour'd upon his head
Its heavy veng'ance in our stead.
5 For us his vital blood was spilt,
To buy the pardon of our guilt;
When, for black crimes of biggest size,
He gave his soul a sacrifice.]
6 "Do this (he cry'd) "till time shall end,
"In mem'ry of your dying friend,"
"Meet at my table, and record
"The love of your departed Lord;
7 [Jesus! thy feast we celebrate,
We shew thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we wall eat
The marriage-supper of the Lamb.]
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First Line: | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night |
Title: | The Lord's supper instituted |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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