1 

According to Thy gracious word,

   In meek humility,

This will I do, my dying Lord,

   I will remember Thee.

 2 

Thy body, broken for my sake,

   My bread from heaven shall be;

Thy testamental cup I take,

   And thus remember Thee.

 3 

Gethsemane can I forget?

   Or there Thy conflict see,

Thine agony and bloody sweat,

   And not remember Thee?

 4 

When to the cross I turn mine eyes

   And rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,

   I must remember Thee —

 5 

Remember Thee and all Thy pains

   And all Thy love to me;

Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,

   I will remember Thee.

 6 

And when these failing lips grow dumb

   And mind and memory flee,

When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come,

   Jesus, remember me.