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By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored.
we keep the memory adored,
and show the death of our dear Lord
until he come.
His body, broken in our stead,
we take and eat the living bread;
and thus by faith, our souls are fed
until he come.
The drops of his dread agony,
his life-blood shed for us we see;
the wine shall tell the mystery
until he come.
And thus that dark betrayal night
with the last advent we unite,
by one blest chain of loving rite,
until he come.
O blessed hope! With this elate,
let not our hearts be desolate,
but, strong in faith, in patience wait
until he come.