Religion
Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 103
From Hymns on the Lord's Supper (1745) · Osborn ed., vol. 3 (1869)
Take, and eat, the Saviour saith,
This My sacred body is!
Him we take and eat by faith,
Feed upon that flesh of His,
All the benefits receive
/ Which His passion did procure;
Pardon'd by His grace we live,
Grace which makes salvation sure.
Title to eternal bliss
Here His precious death we find,
This the pledge, the earnest this,
Of the purchased joys behind:
Here He gives our souls a taste,
Heaven into our heart He pours:
Still believe, and hold Him fast;
God and Christ and all is ours!
Codex Note
Attributed to Charles Wesley; Osborn's edition does not distinguish the brothers
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Wesley, Charles. “Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 103.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/518/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 103.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/518/.
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