We lay our hands on Thee.
We’re one with Thee, Lord Jesus,
In fact and practically.
Here in the tent of meeting
We offer Thee to God
And with the Father feasting
Enjoy Thee as our food.
We praise Thee, blessed Lord!
Our peace with God, our peace with man
Have fully been restored.
To see the sprinkled blood.
The blood of our peace offering
Has brought us peace with God.
With boldness we’re proclaiming—
Now hear this, enemy—
“Peace by the blood of Jesus!”
This is our victory.
And the meal offering too,
We now may offer Jesus
As our peace offering true.
The more we eat and drink Him
In His humanity,
The more we may enjoy Him
While feasting corporately.
With God and man we share!
O what a joy, O what a feast
With all God’s people here.
’Tis inward, hidden, sweet—
And all the priestly family
May here the wave breast eat.
The offering priest—how precious—
May of the best partake:
He gets the right heave shoulder
And one unleavened cake.
We praise Thee, blessed Lord!
Our peace with God, our peace with man
Have fully been restored.
The all-embracing love
Of Christ in resurrection!
It sets us all above.
What strength to eat the shoulder
Of the ascended One
And with the cake be nourished
To walk as He has done.
How rich the Christ we eat!
Oh, this is true communion,
The only way to meet.
We bring our full thanksgiving
And e’en would make a vow—
We’re for the Lord’s recovery
As He is for us now.