Mark 14:22

• [Mar 14:22] Thy Table I Approach

  Thy table I approach, Dear Savior, hear my prayer; Oh, let no unrepented sin Prove hurtful to me there! Lo, I confess my sins And mourn their wretched bands; A contrite heart is sure to find Forgiveness at Thy hands. Thy body and Thy blood, Once slain and shed for me, Are taken here with mouth and soul, In blest reality. Search not how this takes place, This wondrous mystery; God can accomplish vastly more Than seemeth plain to Thee. Vouchsafe, O blessèd Lord, That earth and hell combined May ne’er about this sacrament Raise doubt within my mind. Oh, may I never fail To thank Thee day and night For Thy true body and true blood O God, my Peace and Light!

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Mark 14:36

• [Mar 14:36] Low In Thine Agony

  Low in Thine agony, Bearing Thy cross for me, Savior divine! In the dark tempter’s hour, Quailing beneath his power, Sorrowing yet more and more, Thou dost incline. O Lord of Heav’n and earth, What sorrow unto death Dost Thou sustain? Thou dost in anguish bow: Thou art forsaken now; For me this cup of woe Thou dost now drain. In deep and trembling fears, With crying strong and tears, Now Thou dost pray. “If it be possible This cup so terrible, Father most merciful, Take it away.” “Yet, Lord, Thy will be done; Lo, I, Thine only Son, This cup will drink.” O wondrous love of Thine, Unspeakable, divine; To save this soul of mine Thou wilt not shrink. Savior, give me to share Thy lowly will and prayer In all my woe; In my soul’s agony Let me resemble Thee; An angel strengthening me, Let me, too, know. Thy soul its travail saw, And in its heavy woe Was satisfied. So let Thy sorrow, Lord, Fullness of joy afford, To life and God restored, Through Him Who died.

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  source: Cyberhymnal