The Lord's Supper

Communion of my Saviour's blood,
In Him to have my lot and part,
To prove the virtue of that flood
Which burst on Calvary from his heart;

To feed by faith on Christ, my bread,
His body broken on the tree,
To live in Him, my living Head,
Who died, and, rose again for me;

This be my joy and comfort here,
This pledge of future glory mine:
Jesus, in spirit now appear,
And break the bread, and pour the wine.

From Thy dear hand, may I receive
The tokens of Thy dying love,
And, while I feast on earth, believe
That I shall feast with thee above.

Ah! there, though in the lowest place,
Thee at Thy table could I meet,
And see Thee, know Thee, face to face,
For such a moment death were sweet.

What then will their fruition be,
Who meet in heaven with blest accord?
A moment?--No, eternity!
They are for ever with the Lord.