Communion of my Saviour's blood,

In Him to have my lot and part,

To prove the virtue of that flood

Which burst on Calvary from his heart;

To feed by faith on Christ, my bread,

His body broken on the tree,

To live in Him, my living Head,

Who died, and, rose again for me;

This be my joy and comfort here,

This pledge of future glory mine:

Jesus, in spirit now appear,

And break the bread, and pour the wine.

From Thy dear hand, may I receive

The tokens of Thy dying love,

And, while I feast on earth, believe

That I shall feast with thee above.

Ah! there, though in the lowest place,

Thee at Thy table could I meet,

And see Thee, know Thee, face to face,

For such a moment death were sweet.

What then will their fruition be,

Who meet in heaven with blest accord?

A moment?--No, eternity!

They are for ever with the Lord.