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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. |