Text: | For the Lord's Supper |
Author: | Hart |
1 The tender mercies of the Lord
On those that fear his name,
For every thankful tongue afford
An everlasting theme.
2 [He pities all that feel his fear,
When wounded, pained or weak;
As tender mothers grieve to hear
Their infants moan when sick.]
3 He to the needy and the faint
His mighty aid makes known;
And, when their languid life is spent,
Supplies it with his own.
4 The body in his bounty shares,
Sustained with corn and wine;
But for the soul himself prepares
A banquet more divine.
5 By faith received, his flesh and blood
Shall life eternal give;
For he that eats immortal food,
Immortally must live.
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First Line: | The tender mercies of the Lord |
Title: | For the Lord's Supper |
Author: | Hart |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |