‘Twas on that dark, that doleful night
When pow’rs of earth and hell arose
Against the son of God’s delight,
And friends betray’d him to his foes.
Before the mournful scene began
He took the bread, and blest and brake;
What love thro’ all his actions ran!
What wondrous words of grace he spake!
Jesus, thy feast we celebrate,
We show thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.