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Sunday, November 2, 2008

As His Saints

As His Saints may we be numbered
With His name and words remembered
Here we eat from broken crust
And we sip from His living cup

As we eat from the bread of life
We remember our Lord, our Christ
Here we ever drink and are filled
To remember His blood was spilled

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Within us may His Spirit dwell
Deep in our bosom there to swell
May we obey His laws, anew
And witness in all that we do

Forever His heart's pierced and torn
That He might mourn with those that mourn
His offering hands have been punctured
That He might heal those now injured

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He knows our hearts. He knows our souls
His light helps us to seek our roles
We bear His name, He lifts us up
How can mere words thank Him enough?

In praise of Him our voices ring
To honor Him we join to sing
He's what makes us a Saint inside
That someday with God we'll reside

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