85. THE LORD'S SUPPER."This do," saidChrist, "in memory of me."Yes: I will drink the wine and eat the bread,The heav'nly gift, which vivifies the dead;Mindful of thine unequall'd charity.No thrall, who drops his chain, and walks forth free,From dungeon to his home and fireside led,E'er felt through all his frame such rapture spread,As I do feel, OChrist, redeem'd by thee!And thou wilt yet still greater bliss bestow,When from the prison—barriers of the graveMy captive dust in heav'nly form shall rise.Then shall I taste the joys, which angels know,In regions calm, where tempests never rave,Nor clouds e'er float across the crystal skies.
85. THE LORD'S SUPPER.
"This do," saidChrist, "in memory of me."Yes: I will drink the wine and eat the bread,The heav'nly gift, which vivifies the dead;Mindful of thine unequall'd charity.No thrall, who drops his chain, and walks forth free,From dungeon to his home and fireside led,E'er felt through all his frame such rapture spread,As I do feel, OChrist, redeem'd by thee!And thou wilt yet still greater bliss bestow,When from the prison—barriers of the graveMy captive dust in heav'nly form shall rise.Then shall I taste the joys, which angels know,In regions calm, where tempests never rave,Nor clouds e'er float across the crystal skies.
"This do," saidChrist, "in memory of me."
Yes: I will drink the wine and eat the bread,
The heav'nly gift, which vivifies the dead;
Mindful of thine unequall'd charity.
No thrall, who drops his chain, and walks forth free,
From dungeon to his home and fireside led,
E'er felt through all his frame such rapture spread,
As I do feel, OChrist, redeem'd by thee!
And thou wilt yet still greater bliss bestow,
When from the prison—barriers of the grave
My captive dust in heav'nly form shall rise.
Then shall I taste the joys, which angels know,
In regions calm, where tempests never rave,
Nor clouds e'er float across the crystal skies.