O Lord, We Praise Thee

O Lord

we praise Thee

bless Thee

and ad­ore Thee

In thanks­giv­ing bow before Thee.

Thou with Thy bo­dy and Thy blood didst nour­ish

Our weak souls that they may flour­ish.

O Lord

have mer­cy!

May Thy bo­dy

Lord

born of Ma­ry

That our sins and sor­row did car­ry

And Thy blood for us plead

In all tri­al

fear and need:

O Lord

have mer­cy!

Thy ho­ly body in­to death was giv­en

Life to win for us in Heav­en.

No great­er love than this to Thee could bind us;

May this feast there­of re­mind us!

O Lord

have mer­cy!

Lord

Thy kind­ness did so con­strain Thee

That Thy blood should bless and sus­tain me.

All our debt Thou hast paid;

Peace with God once more is made:

O Lord

have mer­cy!

May God be­stow on us His grace and fa­vor

To please Him with our be­hav­ior

And live as breth­ren here in love and un­ion

Nor re­pent this blessed com­mun­ion!

O Lord

have mer­cy!

Let not Thy good Spir­it for­sake us;

Grant that heav­en­ly mind­ed He make us;

Give Thy church

Lord

to see

Days of peace and uni­ty;

O Lord

have mer­cy!