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By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored,
We keep the memory adored,
And show the death of our dear Lord,
Until He come.
2
His body broken in our stead
Is here, in this memorial bread;
And so our feeble love is fed,
Until He come.
3
His fearful drops of agony,
His life-blood shed for us we see;
The wine shall tell the mystery,
Until He come.
4
And thus that dark betrayal night,
With the last advent we unite —
The shame, the glory, by this rite,
Until He come.
5
Until the trump of God be heard,
Until the ancient graves be stirred,
And with the great commanding word
The Lord shall come.
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O blessed hope! with this elate;
Let not our heart be desolate,
But, strong in faith, in patience wait
Until He come!
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