524. The Memorial of our Lord

1 Jesus is gone above the skies,
Where our weak senses reach him not;
And carnal objects court our eyes,
To thrust our Saviour from our thought.

2 He knows what wandering hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely face;
And, to refresh our minds, he gave
These kind memorials of his grace.

3 Let sinful sweets be all forgot,
And earth grow less in our esteem;
Christ and his love fill every thought;
And faith and hope be fixed on him.

4 While he is absent from our sight,
'Tis to prepare our souls a place,
That we may dwell in heavenly light,
And live for ever near his face.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus is gone above the skies
Title: The Memorial of our Lord
Author: Isaac Watts
Language: English
Publication Date: 1888
Topic: Church: Ordinances of; Communion of Saints: At Lord's Table
Tune Information
Name: SESSIONS
Composer: L. O. Emerson
Meter: L. M.
Key: B♭ Major



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