The Cyber Hymnal ‎#9297

9297. At Thy Command, Our Dearest Lord

1 At Thy command, our dearest Lord,
Here we attend Thy dying feast;
Thy blood like wine adorns Thy board,
And Thine own flesh feeds every guest.

2 Our faith adorns Thy bleeding love,
And trusts for life in One that died;
We hope for heav’nly crowns above,
From a Redeemer crucified.

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame,
And fling their scandals on the cause;
We come to boast our Savior’s name,
And make our triumphs in His cross.

4 With joy we tell the scoffing age,
He that was dead has left His tomb;
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till He come.

Text Information

• First Line: At Thy command, our dearest Lord
• Title: At Thy Command, Our Dearest Lord
• Author: Isaac Watts
• Meter: LM
• Language: English
• Source: Hymns and Spiritual Songs 1707-09, Book II
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: SEASONS
• Composer: Ignaz Josef Pleyel, 1757-1831
• Meter: LM
• Key: A♭ Major
• Copyright: Public Domain