O! Church of God, confess! Your appetite for sin
has left no place within for peace to satisfy.
Turn down your lustful eye; this table laid in grace
with broken bread embrace and, for your folly, weep!
Repent! Repent! Dare not despise His holy Word.
O, Church of God, repent! This table is the Lord's.
Consider, holy saint; your least-lov'd brother eats.
The Spirit now completes in him what has begun
in you. This cup is one; we share one yielded wine
as branches of one Vine, and of one Father sons.
Regard! Regard! Made perfect by one binding grace!
O, saint of God, regard! The cross bids us embrace!
O! Bride of Christ, sing praise! Your wedding feast draws near;
The dusk of bitter tear and dawn of love's accord.
Jesus, our Groom and Lord has promised to prepare
an eternal table there for those who here partake!
Rejoice! Rejoice! You wait not, labor not, in vain!
O, Bride of Christ, rejoice! 'Til Jesus comes again!
AMDG
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