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“In remembrance of me.” 1 Cor. 11. 23-25

J. Hart          7.6.8.

1
Hail, thou Bridegroom, bruised to death,
 Who hast the wine-press trod
 Of the Almighty’s burning wrath!
 Hail, slaughtered Lamb of God;
 Melt our hearts with love like thine,
 While we behold thee on the tree,
 Sweetly mourning o’er each sign,
 In memory of thee.

2
Hail, thou mighty Saviour, blest
 Before the world began
 In the eternal Father’s breast,
 Hail, Son of God and man!
 Thee we hymn in humble strains;
 And to receive we now agree,
 These blest symbols of thy pains,
 In memory of thee.

3
Break, O break these hearts of stone,
 By some endearing word.
 Jesus, come! May every one
 Behold his suffering Lord.
 The Holy Ghost into us breathe;
 Help us to take, from doubtings free,
 These dear tokens of thy death
 In memory of thee.

4
[Thou, our great Melchisedec,
 Bring’st forth thy bread and wine;
 Thou hast wrought out, for our sake,
 A righteousness divine.
 Send thy blessing from above,
 When worms partake, such worms as we,
 These rich pledges of thy love,
 In memory of thee.]