Communion Hymn

So he may save your holy the glad sound Selt he the power of the world, O'er the truth that made us free, And was found by you and me

In the life and the love of our Lord. Lord, it calls you. Come through my bosom, love wipes your tears all away, And will it the shade of gloom?

And for you to make radiant room It's the glories of one endless day. Sinner, it calls you. Come to this fountain, cleanse the pouces with in. Give the spirit that makes pure, That exalt thee and will cure all thy sorrow

And sickness and sin. Strongest, deliver our friend of the friendless life of the being divine. Though the Christ and not the Creed, the truth in thought and deed, though the water, the breath, and the wine.