That Solemn Night Before His Death

That solemn night before His death,
The Lamb, for sinners slain,
Did, almost with His dying breath,
This solemn feast ordain.

To keep the feast, Lord, we have met,
And to remember Thee;
Help each poor trembler to repeat,
For me He died, for me!

Thy sufferings, Lord, each sacred sign
To our remembrance brings;
We eat the bread and drink the wine,
But think on nobler things.

O tune our tongues, and set in frame
Each heart that pants for Thee,
To sing, Hosanna to the Lamb,
The Lamb that died for me.