I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve never read a page of Dr. Wayne Grudem’s Systematic Theology until recently. This is pretty shocking considering He gave the commencement speech at my seminary graduation and I worked for His son Elliot at Christ the King. I have quite a few friends who discovered Reformed theology through reading it and I’ve had the opportunity to talk about worship with Wayne on a few occasions. I’ve realized that I need to make up for this oversight in my own theological education so I’m going to post a few helpful worship guides to make the most of this great resource.
Recently while I was researching hymns on the Lord’s Supper by Horatius Bonar I stumbled upon a quote from Dr. Grudem in his chapter on the Lord’s Supper. He provides a hymn after each chapter in an attempt to relate the life of Worship with the complexities of systematic theology. Brilliant!
Here is the hymn that Dr. Grudem choose to cap his chapter on the Lord’s Supper. He says that this hymn is “one of the greatest hymns ever written regarding this doctrine.” (pg. 1001) wow. I didn’t know the tune he provided so I wrote my own. Hope you enjoy.
1 Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face;
Here would I touch and handle things unseen;
Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace,
And all my weariness upon Thee lean.
2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God,
Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven;
Here would I lay aside each earthly load,
Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.
3 This is the hour of banquet and of song;
This is the heavenly table spread for me:
Here let me feast, and feasting, still prolong
The brief, bright hour of fellowship with Thee.
4 I have no help but Thine, nor do I need
Another arm save Thine to lean upon:
It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed;
My strength is in Thy might, Thy might alone.
5 Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness;
Mine is the guilt, but Thine the cleansing blood;
Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace,
Thy Blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my God!
6 Feast after feast thus comes, and passes by;
Yet passing, points to the glad feast above,
Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,
The Lamb’s great bridal feast of bliss and love.
Words: Horatius Bonar, Hymns of Faith and Hope, 1857
Music: Bruce Benedict, 2010