Until He Come

Verse 1

By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored, we keep the memory adored, and show the death of our dear Lord until he come.

Verse 2

His body, broken in our stead, is here in this memorial bread, and so our feeble love is fed until he come.

Verse 3

The drops of his dread agony, his life-blood shed for us, we see; the wine shall tell the mystery until he come.

Verse 4

And thus that dark betrayal night with the last advent we unite, by one blest chain of loving rite, until he come.

Verse 5

O blessèd hope! With this elate, let not our hearts be desolate, but, strong in faith, in patience wait until he come.