Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 142

Come we that record
The death of our Lord,
The death let us bear,
By faithful remembrance His sacrifice share.

Shall we let our God groan
And suffer alone?
Or to Calvary fly,
And nobly resolve with our Master to die?

His servants shall be
With Him on the tree,
Where Jesus was slain
His crucified servants shall always remain,

By the cross we abide
Where Jesus hath died,
To all we are dead;
The members can never outhve their own Head.

Poor penitents, we
Expect not to see
His glory above,
Till first we have drank of the cup of His love;

Till first we partake
The cross for His sake,
And thankfully own
The cup of His love and His sorrow are one.

Conform'd to His death
If we suffer beneath,
With Him we shall know
The power of His first resurrection below.

If His death we receive,
His life we shall live;
If His cross we sustain,
His joy and His crown we in heaven shall gain.