Lord, When the Disciples

1. When with disciples, O my Lord,
You told'st them of Thy death;
And then with love, as Friend to friends,
Thou tookest bread then blessed it.

2. Then breaking bread, Thou gavest all
With words Thou biddest them dine:
"My friends now take, and eat ye all—
This bread is Body Mine!"

3. The cup of wine, Thou took'st in hand,
And gavest them with words:
"This is my blood, that is shed for thee,
Drink all you now," this they heard.

4. "Behold My new covenant in Blood,
My friends, I give to thee;
This always do till we meet again:
Remember My Death and Me."

5. Oh Lord, our God, give then Thy Blood
That spilled for us so free,
Thy body racked by pain for us—
O Lord, we will remember Thee.

6. And let us, Lord, fill all our days,
And think with thanks on this:
How much Thou bore and endured for us;
Thy suff'ring brings us Life and Bliss.

This do in My Remembrance.

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