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No gospel like this feast 
No gospel like this feast Spread for thy church by thee; Nor prophet nor evangelist Preach the glad news so free. 
All our redemption cost, All our redemption won; All it has won for us, the lost, All it cost thee, the Son. 
Thine was the bitter price, Ours is the free gift given; Thine was the blood of sacrifice, Ours is the wine of heaven. 
For thee, the burning thirst, The shame, the mortal strife, The broken heart, the side transpierced; To us, the bread of life. 
Here we would rest midway, As on a sacred height, That darkest and that brightest day Meeting before our sight; 
From that dark depth of woes Thy love for us hath trod Up to the heights of blest repose Thy love prepares with God: 
Till, from self’s chains released, One sight alone we see -— Still at the cross, as at the feast, Behold thee, only thee! 
(1828-1896); 
additional verses: 
To thee, our curse and doom Wrapt round thee with our sin; The horror of that mid-day gloom, The deeper night within. 
To us, thy home in light, Thy “Come, ye blessed, come!” Thy bridal raiment pure and white, Thy Father’s welcome home.