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Jesus, Lord, we come together
In the bonds of Thine own love;
Thou hast drawn our footsteps hither
Its deep meaning now to prove.
Closed the door—
we leave behind us
Toil and conflict, foes and strife;
And within, Thy love doth bind us
In one fellowship of life.
Here together we recall Thee,
In Thy presence break the bread;
Never more can grief befall Thee,
Thou art risen from the dead.
But Thy love remains, that entered
Into death to make us Thine;
In that death all love was centred;
Thankful now we drink the wine.
Here by grace we taste the blessing,
Soon to fill a world of bliss;
And we bless Thy name confessing
Thine own love our portion is.
Sweet it is to sit before Thee,
Sweet to hear Thy blessèd voice,
Sweet to worship and adore Thee,
For our hearts in Thee rejoice.
---Alternative verses---
Thou dost make us taste the blessing,
Soon to fill a world of bliss;
And we bless Thy name confessing
Thine own love our portion is.
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1981 | # 401 | | 1881 | # 233 |
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MELBOURNE HALL
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8 7 8 7
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