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Hymn 15
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #III.15 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Lyrics:
[The memory of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful tongue:
How rich he spread his royal board,
And blessed the food, and sung!
Happy the men that eat this bread;
But doubly blest was he
That gently bowed his loving head,
And leaned it, Lord, on thee.
By faith the same delights we taste
As that great favorite did;
And sit and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the heav'nly bread.]
Down from the palace of the skies,
Hither the King descends:
"Come, my beloved, eat," he cries;
"And drink salvation, friends.
["My flesh is food and physic too,
A balm for all your pains;
And the red streams of pardon flow
From these my pierced veins."]
Hosannah to his bounteous love
For such a taste below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
[Come the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our souls to rest!
Then we shall need these types no more,
But dwell at th' heav'nly feast.]
Languages: English
Hymn 15
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #III.XV (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: The mem'ry of our dying Lord Lyrics: 1 [The mem'ry of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful tongue:
How rich he spread his royal board,
And bless'd the food, and sung:
2 Happy the men that eat this bread;
But doubly bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith, the same delights we taste
As that great fav'rite did,
And sit and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the heav'nly bread.]
4 Down from the palace of the skies,
Hither the King descends:
"Come, my beloved, eat (he cries)
"And drink salvation, friends.
5 ["My flesh is food and physic too,
"A balm for all your pains;
"And the red streams of pardon flow
"From these my pierced veins."]
6 Hosanna to his bounteous love
For such a feast below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
7 [Come, the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our souls to rest!
Then we shall need these types no more,
But dwell at th' heav'nly feast.]
Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.LX (1785) First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Lyrics: 1 The memory of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful tongue:
How rich he spread his royal board,
And bless'd the food, and sung.
2 Happy the men that eat this bread,
But doubly bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith the same delights we taste
As that great favorite did,
And sit and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the sacred bread.
4 Down from the palace of the skies;
The King of grace descends!
"Come my beloved, eat, (he cries)
"And drink salvation friends.
5 Hosannah to his bounteous love,
For such a feast below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
6 Come the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our souls to God,
Then we shall need these types no more,
But taste the heavenly food.
Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Our Lord JESUS at his own Table
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLXXIX (1791) First Line: The Mem'ry of our dying Lord Lyrics: [1 The Mem'ry of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful Tongue:
How rich he spread his Royal Board,
And bless'd the Food, and sung.
2 Happy the Men that eat this Bread;
But doubly-bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving Head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on Thee.
3 By Faith the same Delights we taste
As that great Fav'rite did;
And sit and lean on Jesus' Breast;
And take the heav'nly Bread.]
4 Down from the Palace of the Skies,
Hither the King descends,
"Come, my Beloved, eat," (he cries)
"And drink Salvation, Friends.
[5 "My Flesh is Food and Physick too,
"A Balm for all your Pains;
"And the red Streams of Pardon flow
"From these my pierced Veins."]
6 Hosanna to his bounteous Love
For such a Feast below!
And yet he feeds his Saints above
With nobler Blessings too.
[7 Come the dear Day, the glorious Hour,
That brings our Souls to rest!
Then we shall need these Types no more,
But dwell at th' heav'nly Feast.] Topics: liturgical Communion Songs; Washing of Feet and the Lord's Supper Languages: English
Our Lord JESUS at his own Table
Our Lord JESUS at his own Table
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCLXXIX (1801) First Line: The Mem'ry of our dying Lord Topics: For washing of Feet and the Lord's Supper Languages: English
Our Lord JESUS at his own Table
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. #C15 (1842)
The memory of our dying Lord
The Men'ry of our dying Lord
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #III.XV (1766) Lyrics: [1 The Mem'ry of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful Tongue;
How rich he spread his Royal Board,
And bless'd the Food, and sung.
2 Happy the Men that eat this Bread,
But double-bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving Head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on Thee.
3 By Faith the same Delights we taste
As that great Fav'rite did;
And sit and lean on Jesus' Breast,
And take the heav'nly Bread.]
4 Down from the Palace of the Skies
Hither the King descends,
"Come, my Beloved, eat (he cries)
"And drink Salvation, Friends.
[5 "My Flesh is Food and Physick too,
"A Balm for all your Pains;
"And the red Streams of Pardon flow
"From these my pierced Veins."]
6 Hosanna to his bounteous Love
For such a Taste below!
And yet he feeds his Saints above
With nobler Blessings too.
[7 Come the dear Day, the glorious Hour,
That brings our Souls to rest!
Then we shall need these Types no more,
But dwell at th' heav'nly Feast.] Topics: Lord Jesus at his own Table; Presence of Christ in Worship Languages: English
The Men'ry of our dying Lord
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #LX (1786) First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Lyrics: 1 The memory of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful tongue:
How rich he spread his royal board,
And bless'd the food, and sung.
2 Happy the men that eat this bread,
But doubly bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith the same delights we taste
As that great favorite did,
And sit and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the sacred bread.
4 Down from the palace of the skies;
The King of grace descends!
"Come my beloved, eat, (he cries)
"And drink salvation friends.
5 Hosannah to his bounteous love,
For such a feast below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
6 Come the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our souls to God,
Then we shall need these types no more,
But taste the heavenly food.
Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #LX (1786) First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Lyrics: 1 The memory of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful tongue:
How rich he spread his royal board,
And bless'd the food, and sung.
2 Happy the men that eat this bread,
But doubly bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith the same delights we taste
As that great favorite did,
And sit and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the sacred bread.
4 Down from the palace of the skies;
The King of grace descends!
"Come my beloved, eat, (he cries)
"And drink salvation friends.
5 Hosannah to his bounteous love,
For such a feast below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
6 Come the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our souls to God,
Then we shall need these types no more,
But taste the heavenly food.
Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LX (1787) First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Lyrics: 1 The memory of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful tongue:
How rich he spread his royal board,
And bless'd the food, and sung.
2 Happy the men that eat this bread,
But doubly bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith the same delights we taste
As that great favorite did,
And sit and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the sacred bread.
4 Down from the palace of the skies;
The King of grace descends!
"Come my beloved, eat, (he cries)
"And drink salvation friends.
5 Hosannah to his bounteous love,
For such a feast below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
6 Come the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our souls to God,
Then we shall need these types no more,
But taste the heavenly food.
Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LX (1790) First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Lyrics: 1 The memory of our dying Lord
Awakes a thankful tongue:
How rich he spread his royal board,
And bless'd the food, and sung.
2 Happy the men that eat this bread,
But doubly bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith the same delights we taste
As that great favourite did,
And sit and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the sacred bread.
4 Down from the palace of the skies;
The King of grace descends!
"Come my beloved, eat, (he cries)
"And drink salvation friends.
5 Hosannah to his bounteous love,
For such a feast below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
6 Come the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our souls to God,
Then we shall need these types no more,
But taste the heavenly food.
Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d94 (1766)
The memory of our dying Lord
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Choice Selection of Hymns. 2nd ed. #d192 (1833) Languages: English
The memory of our dying Lord
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns; made from Different Authors and Collections for the English Lutheran Church in New York #d226 (1797) Languages: English
The memory of our dying Lord
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Choice Selection of Hymns. 6th ed. #d240 (1843) First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Christian's Duty, exhibited in a series of hymns #279 (1825) First Line: The memory of our dying Lord Languages: English
Our Lord Jesus at his own table
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs #d304 (1831) Languages: English
The memory of our dying Lord
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Ebenezer Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, with an appendix Consisting of Miscellaneous Pieces. 6th ed. #d531 (1877)
The memory of our dying Lord
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #547 (1835)
The memory of our dying Lord
The memory of our dying Lord
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Columbian Repository #690 (1803)
The memory of our dying Lord
