Verse 1
O glorious instrument divine
Which blessings to our souls conveys,
Brings with the hallow’d bread and wine
His strength’ning and refreshing grace,
Presents his bleeding sacrifice,
His all-reviving death applies!
Verse 2
Glory to God who reigns above,
But suffer’d once for man below,
With joy we celebrate his love,
And thus his pretious Passion shew,
Till in the clouds our Lord we see,
And shout with all his saints—’TIS HE!