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On that same night, Lord Jesus,
In which Thou wast betrayed,
When without cause man’s hatred
Against Thee was displayed,
We hear Thy gracious accounts—
This do; remember Me;
With joyful hearts responding
We would remember Thee.
We thing of all the darkness
Which round Thy spirit pressed,
Of all those waves and billows
Which rolled across Thy breast;
‘Tis there Thy grace unbounded
And perfect love we see;
With joy and yet with sorrow
We do remember Thee.
We know Thee now as risen,
The First-born from the dead;
We see Thee now ascended,
The Church’s glorious Head:
In Thee by grace accepted,
With heart and mind set free,
We think of all Thy sorrow,
And thus remember Thee.
Till Thou shalt come in glory
And call us hence away,
To share with Thee the brightness
Of that unclouded day,
We show Thy death, Lord Jesus,
And here would seek to be
More to that death comformèd
Whilst we remember Thee.
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