Author: Frans Michael Franzen, 1772-1847 Meter: 7.6.7.6.8.7.6 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thine own, O loving Saviour,
Thou bidst come near to Thee,
Thy passion's fruits, Thy favor,
Thy grace, Thou givest free.
To them who by Thy grace and love
Are members of Thy kingdom
Now here and there above.
2 To us on earth yet dwelling;
Thou dost descend to give,
In love all love excelling,
Thyself that we may live,
And sayest ever kind and good:
"Take, eat, this is My body,
Take, drink, this is My blood."
3 We hear Thine invitation;
We hear, O Lord, Thy call,
The word of consolation,
It is for us, for all;
It draws us to Thy loving heart,
It brings to us Thy blessing,
It does Thy peace impart.
4 Thy heart is in all anguish,
A refuge to the poor,
Thy heart for us did languish,
And bitter death endure.
Thy heart yet filled with peace and rest,
With comfort and salvation
Draws near to every breast.
5 Thou still in loving favor
To us, thine own, art near,
To lead us as our Saviour
Unto a Father dear,
A Father willing to forgive
The children Thou didst ransom,
Those who through Thee shall live.
6 Thine own we are, and ever,
Until our latest breath,
Will we remain, and never
In joy, in grief, in death.
Depart from Thee; and all our days
Thou art with us here present
As Thine own promise says.
Topics: The Lord's Supper Used With Tune: O JESU! ÄN DE DINA
Thine own, O Loving Saviour