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506 Dying Love


Jesus, Master, hear me now,
While I would renew my vow,
And record Thy dying love;
Hear, and help me from above.

And as now I eat and drink,
Let me truly, sweetly think
Thou didst hang upon the tree,
Broken, bleeding, there - for me.

Bread of heav’n, on Thee we feed,
For Thy flesh is meat indeed:
Ever let our souls be fed
With this true and living bread.

Vine of heav’n Thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice:
Lord, Thy wounds our healing give,
To Thy cross we look and live.

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