1 The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord,
We celebrate with one accord;
It is our comfort in distress,
Our heart's sweet joy and happiness.

2 He blotted out with his own blood
The judgment that against us stood;
He full atonement for us made,
And all our debt he fully paid.

3 That this is now and ever true
He gives an earnest ever new:
In this his holy Supper here
We taste his love so sweet, so near.

4 His word proclaims and we believe
That in this Supper we receive
His very body, as he said,
His very blood for sinners shed.

5 A precious food is this indeed--
It never fails us in our need--
A heav'nly manna for our soul
Until we safely reach our goal.

6 Oh, blest is each believing guest
Who in this promise finds his rest;
For Jesus will in love abide
With those who do in him confide.

7 The guest that comes with true intent
To turn to God and to repent,
To live for Christ, to die to sin,
Will thus a holy life begin.

8 They who his Word do not believe
This food unworthily receive,
Salvation here will never find--
May we this warning keep in mind!

9 Help us sincerely to believe
That we may worthily receive
Your Supper and in you find rest.
Amen, he who believes is blest.