John 6:32

• [Joh 6:32] Bread Of The World, In Mercy Broken

  Bread of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom the words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead. Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed; And be Thy feast to us the token, That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
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• [Joh 6:32] Here At Thy Table, Lord

  Here at Thy table, Lord, this sacred hour, O let us feel Thee near, in loving power, Calling our thoughts away from self and sin As to Thy banquet hall we enter in. Sit at the feast, dear Lord, break Thou the bread; Fill Thou the cup that brings life to the dead; That we may find in Thee pardon and peace, And from all bondage win a full release. So shall our life of faith be full, be sweet; And we shall find our strength for each day meet; Fed by Thy living bread, all hunger past, We shall be satisfied, and saved at last. Come then, O holy Christ, feed us, we pray; Touch with Thy piercèd hand each common day; Making this earthly life full of Thy grace, Till in the home of heaven we find our place.

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John 12:24

• [Joh 12:24] Morn’s Roseate Hues Have Decked The Sky

  Morn’s roseate hues have decked the sky; The Lord has risen with victory: Let earth be glad, and raise the cry, Alleluia! The Prince of Life with death has striv’n, To cleanse the earth His blood has giv’n; Has rent the veil, and opened Heav’n: Alleluia! And He, the wheat-corn, sown in earth, Has giv’n a glorious harvest-birth, Rejoice, and sing with holy mirth: Alleluia! And he, dear Lord, that with Thee dies, And fleshly passions crucifies, In body, like to Thine, shall rise: Alleluia! O grant us then, with Thee to die, To spurn earth’s fleeting vanity, And love the things above the sky: Alleluia! Oh, praise the Father, and the Son, Who has for us the triumph won, And holy Ghost—the Three in One: Alleluia!

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