Lord Jesus Christ, Thou Hast Prepared

Lord Je­sus Christ

Thou hast pre­pared

A feast for our sal­va­tion

It is Thy body and Thy blood;

And at Thy in­vi­ta­tion

As wea­ry souls

with sin op­pressed

We come to Thee for need­ed rest

For com­fort

and for par­don.

Although Thou didst to Heav’n as­cend

Where an­gel hosts are dwell­ing

And in Thy pre­sence they be­hold

Thy glo­ry

all ex­cel­ling

And though Thy peo­ple shall not see

Thy glo­ry and Thy ma­jes­ty

Till dawns the judg­ment morn­ing.

Yet

Sav­ior

Thou art not con­fined

To any ha­bi­ta­tion

But Thou art pre­sent ev­ery­where

And with Thy con­gre­ga­tion.

Firm as a rock this truth shall stand

Unmoved by any dar­ing hand

Or sub­tle craft and cunn­ing.

We eat this bread and drink this cup

Thy pre­cious Word be­liev­ing

That Thy true bo­dy and Thy blood

Our lips are here re­ceiv­ing.

This word re­mains for­ev­er true

And there is naught Thou canst not do;

For Thou

Lord

art al­migh­ty.

Though rea­son can­not un­der­stand

Yet faith this truth em­brac­es;

Thy bo­dy

Lord

is ev­ery­where

At once in ma­ny plac­es.

How this can be I leave to Thee

Thy Word alone suf­fic­eth me

I trust its truth un­fail­ing.

Lord

I be­lieve what Thou hast said

Help me when doubts as­sail me;

Remember that I am but dust

And let my faith not fail me.

Thy sup­per in this vale of tears

Refreshes me and stills my fears

And is my price­less trea­sure.

Grant that we wor­thi­ly re­ceive

Thy sup­per

Lord

our Sav­ior

And

tru­ly griev­ing o’er our sins

May prove by our be­hav­ior

That we are thank­ful for Thy grace

And day by day may run our race

In ho­li­ness in­creas­ing.

For Thy con­sol­ing sup­per

Lord

Be praised through­out all ages!

Preserve it

for in ev­ery place

The world against it rag­es.

Grant that this sac­ra­ment may be

A bless­èd com­fort un­to me

When liv­ing and when dy­ing.