Music by Unknown, words by George West Frazer
"This do, remember Me:"
O blessed, living Lord,
What depths of grace we now can trace
In that most precious Word!
"This do, remember Me:"
Oh, deep desire of love
As round Your soul those waves did roll
Of wrath from God above.
"This do, remember Me:"
Oh, what a savor sweet
To God above! For man, what love
Is in Your work complete!
Now gathered round You here
With grateful hearts and true
O Lord, once dead, our living Head,
We do remember You.