1 The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord,
We celebrate with one accord;
It is our comfort in distress,
Our heart's sweet joy and happiness.
2 He blotted out with his own blood
The judgment that against us stood;
He full atonement for us made,
And all our debt he fully paid.
3 That this forever true shall be
He gives a solemn guarantee;
In this his holy supper here
We taste his love, so sweet, so near.
4 His word proclaims and we believe
That in this supper we receive
His very body, as he said,
His very blood for sinners shed.
5 A precious food is this indeed --
It never fails us in our need --
A heav'nly manna for our soul
Until we safely reach our goal.
6 Oh, blest is each believing guest
Who in this promise finds his rest,
For Jesus will in love abide
With those who do in him confide.
7 The guest that comes with true intent
To turn to God and to repent,
To live for Christ, to die to sin,
Will thus a holy life begin.
8 They who his word do not believe
This food unworthily receive,
Salvation here will never find --
May we this warning keep in mind!
9 Help us sincerely to believe
That we may worthily receive
Your supper and in you find rest.
Amen! They who believe are blest.
Source: Christian Worship: a Lutheran hymnal #135