(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility,
This will I do, my dying Lord; I will remember Thee.
Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heav’n shall be;
Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee.
Gethsemane can I forget” Or there Thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee?
When to the cross I turn mine eyes And rest on Calvary,
O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee —
Remember Thee and all Thy pains and all Thy love to me;
Yea, hwile a breath a pule remains, Will I remember Thee.
And when these failing lips grow dumb And mind and mem’ry flee,
When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me!