Lord, Thou art our peace offering (Hymn 1104)

Verse 1: Lord, Thou art our peace offering; We lay our hands on Thee. We're one with Thee, Lord Jesus, In fact and practically. Here in the tent of meeting We offer Thee to God And with the Father feasting Enjoy Thee as our food. Verse 2: O what a peace it gives us To see the sprinkled blood. The blood of our peace offering Has brought us peace with God. With boldness we're proclaiming— Now hear this, enemy— "Peace by the blood of Jesus!" This is our victory. Verse 3: Based on the burnt oblation And the meal offering too, We now may offer Jesus As our peace offering true. The more we eat and drink Him In His humanity, The more we may enjoy Him While feasting corporately. Verse 4: Here God enjoys His portion— ’Tis inward, hidden, sweet— And all the priestly family May here the wave breast eat. The offering priest—how precious— May of the best partake: He gets the right heave shoulder And one unleavened cake. Verse 5: How sweet to eat the wave breast, The all-embracing love Of Christ in resurrection! It sets us all above. What strength to eat the shoulder Of the ascended One And with the cake be nourished To walk as He has done. Verse 6: With all the cleansed ones feasting, How rich the Christ we eat! Oh, this is true communion, The only way to meet. We bring our full thanksgiving And e'en would make a vow— We're for the Lord's recovery As He is for us now.