Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 154

Jesu, did they crucify
Thee, by highest heaven adored?
Let us also go and die
With our dearest dying Lord!

Lord, Thou seest our willing heart,
Know'st its uppermost desire
With our nature's life to part,
Meekly on Thy cross to' expire.

Fain we would be all like Thee,
Suffer with our Lord beneath:
Grant us full conformity,
Plunge us deep into Thy death.

Now inflict the mortal pain,
Now exert Thy passion's power,
Let the Man of Sin be slain;
Die the flesh, to live no more.