ACCORDING TO THY GRACIOUS

in meek humility,

this will I do, my dying Lord:

I will remember Thee.

Thy body, broken for my sake,

my bread from heaven shall be;

Thy testamental cup I take,

and thus remember Thee.

Gethsemane can I forget?

Or there Thy conflict see,

Thine agony and bloody sweat,

and not remember Thee?

When to the cross I turn my eyes,

and rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,

I must remember Thee.

Remember Thee, and all Thy pains,

and all Thy love to me;

yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,

will I remember Thee.

And when these failing lips grow dumb,

and mind and memory flee,

when Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come

then, Lord, remember me