410   Thy Broken Body Gracious Lord




[1]
Thy broken body gracious Lord
Is shadowed by this broken bread;
The wine which in this cup is poured
Points to the blood which Thou hast shed.

[2]
And while we meet together thus
We show that we are one in Thee;
Thy precious blood was shed for us
Thy death O Lord hast set us free!

[3]
We have one hope that Thou wilt come
Thee in the air we wait to see;
When Thou wilt give Thy saints a home
And we shall ever reign with Thee.