1 The Lamb's high banquet called to share,
arrayed in garments white and fair,
the Red Sea past, we long to sing
to Jesus our triumphant king.
2 Upon the altar of the cross,
his body hath redeemed our loss;
and, tasting of his precious blood,
our life is hid with him in God.
3 Protected in the paschal night
from the destroying angel's might,
in triumph went the ransomed free
from Pharaoh's cruel tyranny.
4 Now Christ our passover is slain,
the Lamb of God without a stain;
his flesh, the true unleavened bread,
is freely offered in our stead.
5 O all-sufficient Sacrifice,
beneath thee hell defeated lies;
thy captive people are set free,
and endless life restored in thee.
6 We hymn thee rising from the grave,
from death returning, strong to save;
thine own right hand the tyrant chains,
and paradise for us regains.
7 All praise be thine, O risen Lord,
from death to endless life restored;
all praise to God the Father be
and Holy Ghost eternally.
Source: Common Praise (1998) #214