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“This do in remembrance of me.” Luke 22. 19

1 O the matchless love of God!
  He has bought our souls with blood!
  Jesus, our exalted Head,
  For us sighed, and groaned, and bled.

2 He invites us to this feast;
  Bids our souls his glories taste,
  And with pleasure keep in view,
  What he once for us went through.

3 Hear him speak, ye savèd few,
  For this word is sent to you,
  You, the objects of his choice,
  Listen to his saving voice:

4 “This my body is, and blood;
  Take, receive it as your food!
  But, as oft as this you do,
  Keep your slaughtered Lord in view.

5 [“View him in your wretched place,
  Overwhelmed in deep disgrace;
  Plunged in horror’s dreadful flood,
  The vindictive wrath of God.]

6 “View him, and with wonder tell,
  He has vanquished death and hell;
  Cancelled all your sins with blood,
  And will bring you home to God.”