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Markus 14:22-25

1 Korintus 11:23-26

Markus 10:47-48

Galatia 4:4

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Markus 14:22-25

• [Mrk 14:22] Thy Table I Approach

  Thy table I approach, Dear Savior, hear my prayer; Oh, let no unrepented sin Prove hurtful to me there! Lo, I confess my sins And mourn their wretched bands; A contrite heart is sure to find Forgiveness at Thy hands. Thy body and Thy blood, Once slain and shed for me, Are taken here with mouth and soul, In blest reality. Search not how this takes place, This wondrous mystery; God can accomplish vastly more Than seemeth plain to Thee. Vouchsafe, O blessèd Lord, That earth and hell combined May ne’er about this sacrament Raise doubt within my mind. Oh, may I never fail To thank Thee day and night For Thy true body and true blood O God, my Peace and Light!

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1 Korintus 11:23-26

• [1Kor 11:23] Of The Glorious Body Telling

  Of the glorious body telling, O my tongue, its mysteries sing. And the blood, all price excelling, Which the world’s eternal King, In a noble womb once dwelling, Shed for this world’s ransoming. Given for us, for us descending, Of a virgin to proceed, Man with man in converse blending, Scattered He the Gospel seed, Till His sojourn drew to ending, Which He closed in glorious deed. At the last great supper lying Circled by His brethren’s band, Meekly with the law complying, First he finished the command, Then, immortal food supplying, Gave Himself with His own hand. Word made flesh, by word He maketh Very bread His flesh to be; Man in wine Christ’s blood partaketh: And if senses fail to see, Faith alone the true heart waketh To behold the mystery. Therefore we, before Him bending, This great sacrament revere; Types and shadows have their ending, For the newer rite is here; Faith, our outward sense befriending, Makes the inward vision clear. Glory let us give, and blessing To the Father, and the Son; Honor, might, and praise addressing, While eternal ages run; Ever too His love confessing, Who, from both, with both is one.

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• [1Kor 11:23] ’twas On That Dark, That Doleful Night

  ’Twas on that dark, that doleful night When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God’s delight, And friends betrayed Him to His foes: Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and blessed, and brake: What love through all His actions ran! What wondrous words of grace He spake! “This is My body, broke for sin; Receive and eat the living food:” Then took the cup, and blessed the wine; “’Tis the new cov’nant in My blood.” For us His flesh with nails was torn, He bore the scourge, He felt the thorn; And justice poured upon His head Its heavy vengeance in our stead. 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. “Do this,” He cried, “till time shall end, In memory of your dying Friend; Meet at My table, and record The love of your departed Lord.” Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate, We show Thy death, we sing Thy Name, Till Thou return, and we shall eat The marriage supper of the Lamb.

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• [1Kor 11:23] ’twas On That Night When Doomed To Know

  ’Twas on that night, when doomed to know The eager rage of every foe, That night in which He was betrayed, The Savior of the world took bread. And after thanks and glory giv’n To Him that rules in earth and Heav’n, That symbol of His flesh He broke, And thus to all his foll’wers spoke: “My broken body thus I give For you, for all. Take, eat, and live. And oft the sacred rite renew That brings My saving love to view.” Then in His hands the cup He raised, And God anew He thanked and praised, While kindness in His bosom glowed, And from His lips salvation flowed. “My blood I thus pour forth,” He cries, “To cleanse the soul in sin that lies; In this the covenant is sealed, And heaven’s eternal grace revealed. “With love to man this cup is fraught; Let all partake the sacred draught; Through latest ages let it pour, In memory of My dying hour.”

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• [1Kor 11:24] Beneath The Form Of Outward Rite

  Beneath the forms of outward rite Thy supper, Lord, is spread In every quiet upper room Where fainting souls are fed. The bread is always consecrate Which men divide with men; And every act of brotherhood Repeats Thy feast again. The blessèd cup is only passed, True memory of Thee, When life anew pours out its wine With rich sufficiency. O Master, through these symbols shared, Thine own dear self impart, That in our daily life may flame The passion of Thy heart.

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• [1Kor 11:24] Deck Thyself, My Soul, With Gladness

  Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness; Come into the daylight’s splendor, There with joy thy praises render Unto Christ Whose grace unbounded Hath this wondrous banquet founded. Higher o’er all the heav’ns He reigneth, Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. Hasten as a bride to meet Him And with loving reverence greet Him; For with words of life immortal Now He knocketh at thy portal. Haste to ope the gates before Him, Saying, while thou dost adore Him, Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee, And I nevermore will leave Thee. He who craves a precious treasure Neither cost nor pain will measure; But the priceless gifts of heaven God to us hath freely given. Though the wealth of earth were offered, Naught would buy the gifts here offered: Christ’s true body, for thee riven, And His blood, for thee once given. Ah, how hungers all my spirit For the love I do not merit! Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging, Thought upon this food with longing, In the battle well nigh worsted, For this cup of life have thirsted, For the Friend Who here invites us And to God Himself unites us. In my heart I find ascending Holy awe, with rapture blending, As this mystery I ponder, Filling all my soul with wonder, Bearing witness at this hour Of the greatness of God’s power; Far beyond all human telling Is the power within Him dwelling. Human reason, though it ponder, Cannot fathom this great wonder That Christ’s body e’er remaineth Though it countless souls sustaineth And that He His blood is giving With the wine we are receiving. These great mysteries unsounded Are by God alone expounded. Sun, who all my life dost brighten, Light, who dost my soul enlighten; Joy the best that any knoweth; Fount, whence all my being floweth; At Thy feet I cry, my Maker, Let me be a fit partaker Of this blessèd food from heaven, For our good, Thy glory, given. Lord, by love and mercy driven Thou hast left Thy throne in heaven On the cross for me to languish And to die in bitter anguish, To forego all joy and gladness And to shed Thy blood in sadness. By this blood redeemed and living, Lord, I praise Thee with thanksgiving. Jesus, Bread of Life, I pray Thee, Let me gladly here obey Thee. By Thy love I am invited, Be Thy love with love requited; From this supper let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure. Through the gifts Thou here dost give me As Thy guest in heaven receive me.

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• [1Kor 11:24] Draw Nigh And Take The Body Of The Lord

  Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord; And drink the holy blood for you outpoured. Saved by that body and that holy blood, With souls refreshed, we render thanks to God. Salvation’s Giver, Christ, the only Son, By His dear cross and blood the victory won. Offered was He for greatest and for least, Himself the Victim, and Himself the Priest. Victims were offered by the law of old, Which in a type this heavenly mystery told. He, Ransomer from death, and Light from shade, Now gives His holy grace His saints to aid. Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere, And take the safeguard of salvation here. He, that His saints in this world rules and shields, To all believers life eternal yields. With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole, Gives living waters to the thirsting soul, Alpha and Omega, to Whom shall bow All nations at the doom, is with us now.

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• [1Kor 11:24] Till He Come

  “Till He come,” O let the words Linger on the trembling chords, Let the “little while” between In their golden light be seen; Let us think how Heaven and home Lie beyond that, “Till He come.” When the weary ones we love Enter on their rest above, Seems the earth so poor and vast, All our life joy overcast? Hush, be every murmur dumb; It is only, “Till He come.” Clouds and conflicts round us press; Would we have one sorrow less? All the sharpness of the cross, All that tells the world is lost, Death and darkness, and the tomb, Only whisper, “Till He come.” See, the feast of love is spread, Drink the wine, and break the bread; Sweet memorials, till the Lord Calls us round His heavenly board; Some from earth, from glory some Severed only, “Till He come.”

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• [1Kor 11:26] A Parting Hymn We Sing

  A parting hymn we sing Around Thy table, Lord, Again our grateful tribute bring, Our solemn vows record. Here have we seen Thy face, And felt Thy presence here; So may the savor of Thy grace, In word and life appear. The purchase of Thy blood, By sin no longer led, The path our dear Redeemer trod May we rejoicing tread. In self forgetting love Be our communion shown, Until we join the Church above, And know as we are known.

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• [1Kor 11:26] Invited Lord, By Boundless Grace

  Invited, Lord, by boundless grace, I stand a guest before Thy face; As Host Thou spreadst no common food: Here is Thy body and Thy blood. How holy is this sacrament Where pardon, peace, and life are spent! This bread and cup my lips have pressed; Thou blessedst, and my soul is blessed. Now lettest Thou Thy guest depart With full assurance in his heart. For such communion, Lord, with Thee A new life may my off’ring be. When Thou shalt in Thy glory come To gather all Thy people home, Then let me, as Thy heav’nly guest, In anthems praise Thee with the blest.

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• [1Kor 11:23] Awe-full Mystery Is Here, An

  An awe-full mystery is here To challenge faith and waken fear: The Savior comes as food divine, Concealed in earthly bread and wine. This world is loveless—but above What wondrous boundlessness of love! The King of Glory stoops to me My spirit’s life and strength to be. In consecrated wine and bread No eye perceives the mystery dread; But Jesus’ words are strong and clear; “My body and My blood are here.” How dull are all the powers of sense Employed on proofs of love immense! The richest food remains unseen, And highest gifts appear—how mean! But here we have no boon on earth, And faith alone discerns its worth. The Word, not sense, must be our guide, And faith assure since sight’s denied. Lord, show us still that Thou art good And grant us evermore this food. Give faith to every wavering soul And make each wounded spirit whole.

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Markus 10:47-48

• [Mrk 10:47] Jesus Of Nazareth Passeth By

  What means this eager, anxious throng, Which moves with busy haste along— These wondrous gatherings day by day, What means this strange commotion, pray? In accents hushed the throng reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” In accents hushed the throng reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Who is this Jesus? why should He The city move so mightily? A passing stranger, has He skill To move the multitude at will? Again the stirring tones reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Again the stirring tones reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Jesus! ’tis He Who once below Man’s pathway trod, ’mid pain and woe; And burdened ones, where’er He came, Brought out their sick, and deaf and lame; The blind rejoiced to hear the cry, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” The blind rejoiced to hear the cry, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Again He comes! From place to place His holy footprints we can trace; He pauseth at our threshold—nay, He enters—condescends to stay: Shall we not gladly raise the cry? “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Shall we not gladly raise the cry? “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Ho! all ye heavy laden, come! Here’s pardon, comfort, rest and home: Ye wand’rers from a Father’s face, Return, accept His proffered grace; Ye tempted ones, there’s refuge nigh: “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Ye tempted ones, there’s refuge nigh: “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” But if you still His call refuse, And all His wondrous love abuse, Soon will He sadly from you turn, Your bitter prayer for pardon spurn, “Too late! too late!” will be the cry— “Jesus of Nazareth has passed by.” “Too late! too late!” will be the cry— “Jesus of Nazareth has passed by.”

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• [Mrk 10:48] Blind Bartimeus

  Son of David! hear my cry; Savior, do not pass me by; Touch these eyelids veiled in night, Turn their darkness into light. Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Though the proud my voice would still, They may chide me if they will, Yet the more I’ll pray for grace, Only here shall be my place. Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Though despised by all but Thee, Thou a blessing hast for me; Faith and prayer can never fail, Lord, with Thee I must prevail, Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Glorious vision! heav’nly ray! All my gloom has passed away; Now my joyful eye doth see, And my soul still clings to Thee, Thine the glory evermore, Mine to worship and adore.

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Galatia 4:4

• [Gal 4:4] Now Are The Days Fulfilled

  Now are the days fulfilled, God’s Son is manifested, Now His great majesty In human flesh is vested. Behold the mighty God, By Whom all wrath is stilled, The woman’s promised Seed— Now are the days fulfilled. Now are the days fulfilled, Lo, Jacob’s Star is shining; The gloomy night has fled Wherein the world lay pining. Now, Israel, look on Him Who long thy heart hath thrilled; Hear Zion’s watchmen cry: Now are the days fulfilled. Now are the days fulfilled, The child of God rejoices; No bondage of the Law, No curses that it voices, Can fill our hearts with fear; On Christ our hope we build. Behold the Prince of Peace— Now are the days fulfilled.

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