Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 162

Hosannah in the highest
To our exalted Saviour,
Who left behind
For all mankind
These tokens of His favour:
His bleeding love and mercy,
His all-redeeming passion,
Who here displays
And gives the grace
Which brings us our salvation.

Louder than gather'd waters,
Or bursting peals of thunder,
We lift our voice
And speak our joys,
And shout our loving wonder.
Shout all our Elder Brethren,
While we record the story
Of Him that came,
And suffer'd shame
To carry us to glory.

Angels in fix'd amazement
Around our altars hover,
With eager gaze
Adore the grace
Of our eternal Lover;
Himself, and all His fulness,
Who gives to the believer;
And by this Bread
Whoe'er are fed
Shall live with God for ever.
Hymn CLXIII. will be found in Vol. I., p. 115.
Hymn CLXIV. will be found in Vol. I., p. 170.