1. As gathered in Thy precious name, This table we surround, Thy death, Lord Jesus, to proclaim, O may our praise abound. 2. We give what from Thee we receive, For all we have is Thine — O may each heart with joy believe, And echo “Thine is mine!” 3. Grace, grace it was that brought Thee down; Love shone in all Thy ways; Through death Thine is the Victor's crown, And Thine the endless praise. 4. We, here, in silence, or in song, Together worship Thee; Before our God we shall ere long Give praise eternally. 5. Lord Jesus Christ, Thou comest soon — Today Thy death we show; In light, eclipsing sun at noon, Its myst'ry we shall know.
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