1. The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord,
   We celebrate with one accord;
   It is our comfort in distress,
   Our heart’s sweet joy and happiness.

2. He blotted out with His own blood
   The judgment that against us stood;
   He full atonement for us made,
   And all our debt He fully paid.

3. That this is now and ever true
   He gives an earnest ever new:
   In this His holy Supper here
   We taste His love so sweet, so near.

4. His Word proclaims, and we believe.
   That in this Supper we receive
   His very body, as He said,
   His very blood for sinners shed.

5. A precious food is this indeed—
   It never fails us in our need—
   A heav’nly manna for our soul
   Until we safely reach our goal.

6. O blest is each believing guest
   Who in this promise finds His rest,
   For Jesus will in love abide
   With those who do in Him confide.

7. The guest that comes with true intent
   To turn to God and to repent,
   To live for Christ, to die to sin,
   Will thus a holy life begin.

8. They who His Word do not believe,
   This food unworthily receive,
   Salvation here will never find—
   May we this warning keep in mind!

9. O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear,
   Unto Thy cross we now draw near;
   Thy sacred wounds indeed make whole
   A wounded and afflicted soul.

10. Help us sincerely to believe
    That we may worthily receive
    Thy Supper and in Thee find rest.
    Amen, he who believes is blest.

Wår Herres Jesu Kristi död
Haquin Spegel, 1686
Jesper Swedberg’s Psalm-Book, 1696
Tr. Olaf Olsson, c. 1910, alt.
Source: Sts. 1–8, 10, The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941, No. 163
St. 9, Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-Book, 1918, No. 434