1. 'Twas on that dark, that dole- ful night When pow'rs of earth and hell a- rose A- gainst the Son of God's de- light, And friends be- trayed Him to His foes:

2. Be- fore the mourn- ful scene be- gan, He took the bread, and blessed, and brake: What love through all His ac- tions ran! What won- drous words of grace He spake!

3. "This is My bo- dy, broke for sin; Re- ceive and eat the liv- ing food:" Then took the cup, and blessed the wine; "'Tis the new cov- 'nant in My blood."

4. For us His flesh with nails was torn, He bore the scourge, He felt the thorn; And jus- tice poured up- on His head Its hea- vy ven- geance in our stead.

5. For us His vi- tal blood was spilt, To buy the par- don of our guilt, When, for black crimes of big- gest size, He gave His soul a sac- ri- fice.