1. By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored,
  We keep the memory adored,
  And show the death of our dear Lord
  Until He come.
  
2. His body broken in our stead
  Is seen in this memorial bread,
  And so our feeble love is fed
  Until He come.
  
3. The drops of His dread agony,
  His life-blood shed for us, we see;
  The wine shall tell the mystery
  Until He come.
  
4. And thus that dark betrayal-night
  With the last advent we unite,
  By one blest chain of loving rite,
  Until He come.
  
5. Until the trump of God be heard,
  Until the ancient graves be stirred,
  And with the great commanding word
  The Lord shall come.
  
6. O blessed hope! with this elate;
  Let not our heart be desolate,
  But, strong in faith, in patience wait
  Until He come.