Religion
Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 108
From Hymns on the Lord's Supper (1745) · Osborn ed., vol. 3 (1869)
Ah, give us, Saviour, to partake
The sufferings which this emblem shows;
Thy flesh our food immortal make,
Thy blood which in this channel flows
In all its benefits impart,
And sanctify our sprinkled heart.
For all that joy which now we taste,
Our happy hallow'd souls prepare;
O let us hold the earnest fast,
This pledge that we Thy heaven shall share,
Shall drink it new with Thee above,
The wine of Thy eternal love.
Codex Note
Attributed to Charles Wesley; Osborn's edition does not distinguish the brothers
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