O my soul, awake and delight

without delay

the LORD your Savior has bid you welcome

to dine at His table today

. . .

a remembrance feast He spreads for you

to draw your heart to His

His body broken, His blood poured out

what a sacred gift is this!

. . .

He drained the cup, bore every blow

that would be yours

“this was My choice,” He softly says,

“whatever the cost, your life secured.”

. . .

bow low in worship and adore

set aside that hindering thing

receive with joy the Savior’s love

and let your praises ring

. . .

no other loves you like He does

no other welcome sweet

step inside this quiet hour

pause now in calm retreat,

O my soul

𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. (𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝟐:𝟒)