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     marker 99|  |  |  |  | The Lord of life this table spread
 With his own flesh and dying blood;
 We on the rich provision feed,
 And taste the wine, and bless the God.
 
 
 Let sinful sweets be all forgot,
 And earth grow less in our esteem
 Christ and his love fill every thought,
 And faith and hope be fixed on him.
 
 
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LYRICS
 
      
        | Meter: | 8  8  8  8   (L.M.) 
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MUSIC
 
    
        | Name: | SAUGUS 
 |  | Meter: | 8  8  8  8   (L.M.) 
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