ELHB Hymn 440
At Thy command, our dearest Lord
Isaac Watts
Hymn Text
440. At Thy command, our dearest Lord
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1 At Thy command, our dearest Lord,
Here we attend Thy dying feast;
Thy blood, like wine, adorns the board,
And Thine own flesh feeds every guest.
Here we attend Thy dying feast;
Thy blood, like wine, adorns the board,
And Thine own flesh feeds every guest.
2 Our faith adorns Thy bleeding love,
And trusts for life in one that died;
We hope for heavenly crowns above
From a Redeemer crucified.
And trusts for life in one that died;
We hope for heavenly crowns above
From a Redeemer crucified.
3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame,
And fling their scandals on the cause;
We come to boast our Savior’s name,
And make our triumphs in His cross.
And fling their scandals on the cause;
We come to boast our Savior’s name,
And make our triumphs in His cross.
Source noted on Hymnary: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #440