Scripture Verse

Do this in remembrance of Me. Luke 22:19


Words: Anne Steele, Po­ems on Sub­jects Chief­ly De­vo­tion­al 1760, page 170.

Music: Com­mun­ion (White) D. G. White, in Song-Land Mes­sen­ger No. 2, ed­it­ed by An­tho­ny J. Sho­wal­ter, John S. Hen­dricks et al. (Dall­as, Tex­as & Dal­ton, Geor­gia: Sho­wal­ter-Lin­coln & A. J. Sho­wal­ter, 1898), num­ber 170 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know White’s full name, or where to get a good pic­ture of him or Steele (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


To Je­sus, our ex­alt­ed Lord,
(Dear name, by Heav’n and earth ado­red!)
Fain would our hearts and voic­es raise
A cheer­ful song of sac­red praise.

But all the notes which mor­tals know
Are weak and lang­uish­ing and low;
Far, far above our hum­ble songs,
The theme de­mands im­mor­tal tongues.

Yet while around His board we meet,
And wor­ship at His glo­ri­ous feet;
O let our warm af­fect­ions move
In glad re­turns of grate­ful love.

Yes, Lord, we love, and we adore,
But long to know and love Thee more;
And while we taste the bread and wine,
Desire to feed on joys di­vine.

Let faith our feeble sens­es aid,
To see Thy won­drous love dis­played,
Thy brok­en flesh, Thy bleed­ing veins,
Thy dread­ful ago­niz­ing pains.

Let hum­ble, pe­ni­ten­tial woe
With pain­ful, pleas­ing ang­uish flow,
And Thy for­giv­ing smiles im­part
Life, hope, and joy to ev­ery heart.

John Snyder
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