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Lord, the ancient types and symbols
As our all Thyself portrayed;
As was shadowed in those figures,
Real to us Thou now art made.
Contemplating such a picture,
As we on its wonders gaze,
How we marvel at Thy riches
And our song of worship raise.
Lord, Thou art our true Passover,
God passed over us thru Thee;
By Thyself and Thy redemption
We with God have harmony.
Thou, the Lamb of God, redeemedst us
With Thyself and with Thy blood;
We apply Thy blood, our ransom,
Eating Thee, our real food.
Lord, Thou art the Bread from heaven,
The unleavened Bread of life;
Eating Thee, with Thee we mingle,
Ceasing from our sin and strife.
Lamb and Bread are both Thy figures,
Showing Thou art life to us;
Feasting on Thee at Thy table,
We enjoy Thy riches thus.
Lord, Thou art the Heav'nly Manna,
As our daily food supply;
Strengthening and energizing,
All our need to satisfy.
Living Rock Thou also art, Lord,
Cleft for us with life to flow;
Drinking of this living water,
Thirst is quenched, Thy life we know.
Lord, Thou art the Land of Canaan —
Elevated, rich and good,
Flowing with both milk and honey
In a glorious plenitude.
By Thy surplus God we worship,
In Thy fellowship we move;
Thus in love we're joined together
And God's building we will prove.
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