1 Assembled round our Father's board,
We raise our tuneful breath;
We show, and see, our dying Lord,
We eat and drink in faith.

2 We see the blood of Jesus shed,
Whence all our pardons rise;
Yea, see complete atonement made,
And love the sacrifice.

3 Jesus, Thy sorrows and Thy cross,
Secure us heavenly crowns;
Our highest gains spring from Thy loss,
Our healing from Thy wounds.