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.