1 That doleful night before His death,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Did almost with His dying breath,
This solemn feast ordain.

2 To keep the feast, Lord, we have met,
And to remember Thee;
Help each poor trembler to repeat,
“For me, He died for me!”

3 Thy sufferings, Lord, each sacred sign
To our remembrance brings;
We eat the bread, and drink the wine,
But think on nobler things.

4 O tune our tongues, and set in frame
Each heart that pants for Thee,
To sing, “Hosanna to the Lamb,
The Lamb that died for me!"

Amen.