The Lord's Supper

Verse 1

Lord of our highest love! Let now your peace be given; fix all our thoughts on things above, our hearts on thee in heaven.

Verse 2

Then dearest Christ, draw near, while we your table spread; and crown the feast with heavenly cheer, yourself the living bread.

Verse 3

And when the loaf we break, your own rich blessing give, may all with loving hearts partake and all new strength receive.

Verse 4

Dear Christ! what memories crowd around the sacred cup! The upper room! Gethsemane! Your foes! Your lifting up!

Verse 5

O scenes of suffering love, enough our souls to win—- enough to melt our hearts and prove the antidote of sin.