As gathered in Thy precious name

As gathered in Thy precious name,
  This table we surround,
Thy death, Lord Jesus, to proclaim,
  O may our praise abound.

We give what from Thee we receive,
  For all we have is Thine—
O may each heart with joy believe,
  And echo “Thine is mine!”

Grace, grace it was that brought Thee down;
  Love shone in all Thy ways;
Through death Thine is the Victor’s crown
  And Thine the endless praise.

We, here, in silence, or in song,
  Together worship Thee;
Before our God we shall ere long
  Give praise eternally.

Lord Jesus Christ, Thou comest soon—
  Today Thy death we show;
In light, eclipsing sun at noon,
  Its myst’ry we shall know.