Lutheran Hymnody
The Hymns
LORD’S SUPPER
315
I Come, O Savior, to Thy Table
1 Cor. 11: 28
9. 8. 9. 8. 8. 8.
Ich komm’ zu deinem Abendmahle
Friedrich C. Heyder, 1710, cento
Tr., composite
Ich sterbe täglich
Ms., Municipal Library
Leipzig, 1756
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death
cause
now
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and
May
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Be
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and
ior,
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proach
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son
a
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ry
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that
let
wor
grant
come,
loathe
though
I
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me
thy
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2
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for
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ner
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all
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ior,
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am,
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to
er
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Thee,
ble
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fore
ning
ish
be
art
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nev
May
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Look
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is
heav’n
sin
to
soul
heart,
Board
And,
That
Yet
soul;
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my
ful
ly
my
ly
a
wilt
sin
ban
bow
lone
ful
through
Thy
I
of
as
wil
Life,
Bread
Thou
low
I
lamb
may
bod
Thy
Lord,
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and
fy
un
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ly
is
ment
ful
to
Judg
faith
on
see
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and
sat
its
herd
O
me
toll!
art!
Lord!
whole:
take
Shep
Thee,
make
est
good!
high
men.
A
Be
blood
the
soul
for
my
5
Thy heart is filled with fervent yearning
That sinners may salvation see
Who, Lord, to Thee in faith are turning;
So I, a sinner, come to Thee.
6
Weary am I and heavy laden,
With sin my soul is sore opprest;
Receive me graciously, and gladden
My heart, for I am now Thy guest.
7
Thou here wilt find a heart most lowly
That humbly falls before Thy feet,
That duly weeps o’er sin, yet solely
Thy merit pleads, as it is meet.
8
By faith I call Thy holy Table
The testament of Thy deep love;
For, lo, thereby I now am able
To see how love Thy heart doth move.
9
What higher gift can we inherit?
It is faith’s bond and solid base;
It is the strength of heart and spirit,
The covenant of hope and grace.
10
This feast is manna, wealth abounding
Unto the poor, to weak ones pow’r,
To angels joy, to hell confounding,
And life for us in death’s dark hour.
11
Thy body, given for me, O Savior,
Thy blood which Thou for me didst shed,
These are my life and strength forever,
By them my hungry soul is fed.
12
With Thee, Lord, I am now united;
I live in Thee and Thou in me.
No sorrow fills my soul, delighted
It finds its only joy in Thee.
13
Who can condemn me now? For surely
The Lord is nigh, who justifies.
No hell I fear, and thus securely,
With Jesus I to heaven rise.
14
Though death may threaten with disaster,
It cannot rob me of my cheer;
For He who is of death the Master
With aid and comfort e’er is near.
15
My heart has now become Thy dwelling,
O blessèd Holy Trinity.
With angels I, Thy praises telling,
Shall live in joy eternally.
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Lord’s Day
Worship and Praise
Close of Service
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