On that same night, Lord Jesus

On that same night

Lord Jesus

When all around Thee joined

To cast its darkest shadow

Across Thy holy mind

We hear Thy voice

blest Savior

“This do

remember me”

With grateful hearts responding

We do remember Thee.

The depth of all Thy suffering

No heart could e’er conceive

The cup of wrath o’erflowing

For us Thou didst receive;

And

oh

of God forsaken

On the accursed tree;

With grateful hearts

Lord Jesus

We now remember Thee.

We think of all the darkness

Which round Thy spirit pressed

Of all those waves and billows

Which rolled across Thy breast.

Oh

there Thy grace unbounded

And perfect love we see;

With joy and sorrow mingling

We would remember Thee.

We know Thee now as risen

The Firstborn from the dead;

We see Thee now ascended

The Church’s glorious Head.

In Thee by grace accepted

The heart and mind set free

To think of all Thy sorrow

And thus remember Thee.

Till Thou shalt come in glory

And call us hence away

To rest in all the brightness

Of that unclouded day

We show Thy death

Lord Jesus

And here would seek to be

More to Thy death conformed

While we remember Thee.