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’Twas on that dark, that solemn night,
When pow’rs of earth and hell arose,
Against the Son, e’en God’s delight,
And friends betray’d him to his foes:
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Before the mournful scene began,
He took the bread, and bles’d, and brake—
What love through all his actions ran!
What wondrous words of grace he spake!
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“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
”
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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 vengeance, in our stead.
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For us his precious blood was spilt,
To purchase pardon for our guilt:
When for our sins, he suff’ring dies
And gave his life a sacrifice.
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“Do this”, he cried, “till time shall end,
“In mem’ry of your dying friend;
“Meet at my table, and record
“The love of your departed Lord
”
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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.