827. For the Lord's Supper

1 Suff'ring Saviour, Lamb of God,
How hast thou been usèd?
With the Almighty’s wrathful rod
Soul and body bruisèd!

2 We, for whom thou once wast slain,
We, whose sins did pierce thee,
Now commemorate thy pain,
And implore thy mercy.

3 We would with thee sympathise
In thy bitter passion;
With soft hearts and weeping eyes
See thy great salvation.

4 [Thine’s an everlasting love;
We have dearly tried thee;
Whom have we in heaven above,
Whom on earth beside thee?

5 What can helpless sinners do
When temptations seize us?
Nought have we to look unto
But the blood of Jesus.]

6 Pardon all our baseness, Lord;
All our weakness pity;
Guide us safely by thy word
To the heavenly city.

7 O sustain us on the road
Through this desert dreary;
Feed us with thy flesh and blood
When we’re faint and weary.

8 Bid us call to mind thy cross,
Our hard hearts to soften;
Often, Saviour, feast us thus,
For we need it often.

Text Information
First Line: Suff'ring Saviour, Lamb of God
Title: For the Lord's Supper
Author: Hart
Meter: 7.6.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
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