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As gathered in Thy precious name,
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| 1. | As gathered in Thy precious name, |
| | This table we surround, |
| | Thy death, Lord Jesus, to proclaim, |
| | O may our praise abound. |
| 2. | We give what from Thee we receive, |
| | For all we have is Thine- |
| | O may each heart with joy believe, |
| | And echo "Thine is mine!" |
| 3. | Grace, grace it was that brought Thee down; |
| | Love shone in all Thy ways; |
| | Through death Thine is the Victor's crown, |
| | And Thine the endless praise. |
| 4. | We, here, in silence, or in song, |
| | Together worship Thee; |
| | Before our God we shall ere long |
| | Give praise eternally. |
| 5. | Lord Jesus Christ, Thou comest soon- |
| | Today Thy death we show; |
| | In light, eclisping sun at noon, |
| | Its myst'ry we shall know. |