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O Jesus, thou my precious friend

O Jesus, thou my precious friend

Published in 3 hymnals

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1 O Jesus! thou my precious friend,
Here at thy table I attend,
Here Lord, I come with sin oppress'd,
Yet, I desire to be thy guest.

2 Thy table for poor sinners spread,
Affords to them that living bread;
That bread, which hung'ry souls do need,
And is their staff of life indeed.

3 Jesus, this feast himself ordain'd,
Great are the blessings here obtain'd
The choicest and the richest food,
Is his dear body and his blood.

4 Jesus, who died, our souls to save,
Himself this great commandment gave.
By faith partake this bread and wine,
That ye may be forever mine.

5 Remember me for you I died,
The Father's wrath I pacifi'd,
If this my blessed will ye do,
Then ye shall prove and find it so.

6 O! how distressing was the sight.
Behold the Saviour in the night;
The night in which he was betray'd,
The night he in the garden pray'd.

7 He institutes this ordinance,
This do, to my remembrance:
My body broke, my blood was spilt,
To take away your sins and guilt.

8 When Jesus in the garden lay,
Did to his heav'nly Father pray:
O Father! look with pitying eye,
And let this cruel cup pass by.

9 But O! thy righteous will alone,
That only, O! that must be done.
To drink this cup, this is the plan,
To save the fallen race of man.

10 Thus he did willingly submit,
And yielded to his cruel fate;
Then on the cross he shed his blood,
And died the Paschal Lamb of God.

11 The Lamb for the Passover slain,
Could neither cleanse from sin or stain.
It only shew'd the Lamb to come,
The Lamb, that did for sin atone.

12 When on the cross the Saviour died,
Strict justice then was satisfi'd;
The law then lost its sting and pow'r,
And death could injure us no more.

13 Thus did the Lord salvation bring,
The Lord, who is our glorious King;
By him eternal life is giv'n,
And we are made the heirs of heav'n.

14 We praise the Lord, our gracious Lord
For ev'ry promise in his word:
By which we hear, and see and know,
What wonders Christ, our Lord can do.

15 We praise him for his precious love,
That love which we here taste and prove,
Such love as to the world unknown,
The love God hath to sinners shown.

16 What greater things will come to view
When Jesus we shall fully know,
And live with him in perfect love,
And praise him in the heav'ns above.

Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #CXCI

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