The
memory of the just is blest,
For
thus the Lord commands it so.
Within
its shade the weary rest;
It
marks a faithful path to go.
The
memory of the just will stand
For
time and all eternity,
Since
God Himself will thus command
Its
honored place in history.
And
we remember, Lord, Your love
Which
prompted You to leave Your throne
To
die for us, to rise above,
And
intercede for all Your own.
Lord,
let this memory that You gave
(And
told us to remember well)
Remind
us what You did to save
And
to redeem our souls from hell.
We
hear You say: Remember Me,
And
we delight to do the same,
As
we remember Calvary
Where
You, Lord Jesus, bore our shame.
We
think upon Your love, O Lord,
And
You have blessed us as we do,
For
by this memory we’ve explored
The
boundless riches found in You.
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