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Behold the eternal king and priest
brings forth for me the bread and wine;
himself the master of the feast,
his flesh and blood the food divine!
Jesus, I come, for thou dost call,
I eat and drink at thy command;
low at thy feet I humbly fall,
O touch me with thy piercèd hand.
Wash throughly clean this heart of mine,
that it may beat for thee alone;
O let it lose its life in thine,
and have no will except thine own!
In weariness be thou my rest,
in loneliness be thou my friend,
in sorrow hold me to thy breast,
and keep me, Jesus, to the end.
Congregational Church Hymnal, 1887