A Selection of Hymns ‎#CDLXXXII

CDLXXXII. A sacramental hymn

1 Lord, at thy table I behold
The wonders of thy grace;
But most of all admire that I
Should find a welcome place:—

2 I that am all defil'd with sin,
A rebel to my God;
I that have crucify'd his son,
And trampled on his blood.

3 What strange surprising grace is this,
That such a soul has room!
My Savior takes me by the hand,
My Jesus bids me come.

4 "Eat, O my friends," the Savior cries,
"The feast was made for you:
"For you I groan'd, and bled, and died,
"And rose, and triumph'd too."

5 With trembling faith, and bleeding hearts,
Lord,we accept thy love:
'Tis a rich banquet we have had,
What will it be above?

6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven,
Join all your praising powers:
No theme is like redeeming love,
No Savior is like ours.

7 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord,
I'd give them all to thee:
Had I ten thousand tongues, they all
Shou'd join the harmony.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, at thy table I behold
• Title: A sacramental hymn
• Author: Dr. J. Stennett
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: The Lord's Supper
• Notes: Public Domain.

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