Wesley Corpus

Then let our faith adore the Lamb To day as yesterday the same, In thy great offering join, Partake the sacrificial food, And eat thy flesh and drink thy blood, And live for ever thine. Hymn IV. Let all who truly bear The bleeding Saviour's name, Their faithful hearts with us prepare, And eat the Pascal Lamb. Our Passover was slain At Salem's hallow'd place, Yet we who in our tents remain, Shall gain his largest grace. This eucharistic feast Our every want supplies, And still we by his death are blest, And share his sacrifice. By faith his flesh we eat, Who here his Passion shew, And God out of his holy seat Shall all his gifts bestow. Who thus our faith employ His sufferings to record, Ev'n now we mournfully enjoy Communion with our Lord, Page 5 As tho' we every one Beneath his cross had stood, And seen him heave, and heard him groan, And felt his gushing blood. O God! 'Tis finish'd now! The mortal pang is past! By faith his head we see him bow, And hear him breathe his last! We too with him are dead, And shall with him arise, The cross on which he bows his head, Shall lift us to the skies. Hymn V. O thou eternal victim slain A sacrifice for guilty man, By the eternal Spirit made An offering in the sinner's stead, Our everlasting priest art thou, And plead'st thy death for sinners now. Thy offering still continues new, Thy vesture keeps its bloody hue, Thou stand'st the ever slaughter'd Lamb, Thy priesthood still remains the same, Thy years, O God, can never fail, Thy goodness is unchangeable. O that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as thy love, Sure evidence of things unseen, Now let it pass the years between, And view thee bleeding on the tree, My God, who dies for me, for me! Page 6 Hymn VI. Ah give me, Lord, my sins to mourn, My sins which have thy body torn, Give me with broken heart to see Thy last tremendous agony, To weep o'er an expiring God, And mix my sorrow with thy blood.