On That Same Night,
Lord Jesus

On that same night, Lord Jesus,
When all around Thee joined
To cast its darkest shadow
Across Thy Holy mind,
We hear Thy voice, blest Saviour,
"This do, remember me."
With joyful hearts responding,
We would remember Thee.

The depth of all Thy suffering
No heart could e'er conceive;
The cup of wrath o'er flowing
For us Thou didst receive;
And, oh! of God forsaken,
On the accursed tree,
With grateful hearts, Lord Jesus
We now remember Thee.

We think of all the darkness
Which round Thy spirit pressed,
Of all those waves and billows
Which rolled across Thy breast.
Oh, there Thy grace unbounded
And perfect love we see;
With joy and sorrow mingling,
We would remember Thee.

We know Thee now as risen,
The Firstborn from the dead;
We see Thee now ascended,
The church's glorious Head.
In Thee by grace accepted,
The heart and mind set free,
To think of all Thy sorrow,
And thus remember Thee.

Till Thou shalt come from glory,
And call us hence away,
To rest in all the brightness
Of that unclouded day,
We show Thy death, Lord Jesus,
And here would seek to be
More to Thy death conformed,
Whilst we remember Thee.

By G. W. Fraser, 1830-1896
From Hymns for the Little Flock, No. 245
(altered slightly)
Note:  May be sung to the tune of "Beneath the Cross of Jesus."

1 Corinthians 11:23  For I have received of the Lord that which also I delivered unto you, That the Lord Jesus the same night in which he was betrayed took bread: 24 And when he had given thanks, he brake it, and said, Take, eat: this is my body, which is broken for you: this do in remembrance of me. 25 After the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, This cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me. 26 For as often as ye eat this bread, and drink this cup, ye do shew the Lord's death till he come.


Some graphics by Mary Stephens
updated 2019