We Thy death exhibit here;
What Thy love has done reviewing,
All Thy suff’ring we revere.
Bread and cup in separation,
Show that Thou thru death hast gone;
Grateful now, our spirit worships,
And to Thee we give our song.
Mine the cup of blessing;
For Thy love in Thy redemption,
Praise we ever sing!
Bringing us to God in grace,
That from God, no longer severed,
We may ever see His face.
All God’s righteousness and glory
Have been fully satisfied;
Thru Thy death’s abundant merit
We may now with God abide.
Opened was the holiest place,
All the barriers have been broken;
We approach the throne of grace,
There receiving grace and mercy,
Thus the timely need to meet,
Drinking as of living water,
Tasting God Himself replete.
We the priests may be fore’er
To fulfill that holy office,
All God’s sweetness thus to share.
Such a blessing, such a mercy,
From Thy death for us ensue;
We would ever Thee remember
Till with Thee we drink anew.