Brethren, We Have Met to Worship
Citation, lyrics and music are copied from The Cyber Hymnal and are public domain. Midi file is modified to piano only. Lyrics may be modified for doctrinal accuracy. This version is not copyrighted. If you find it a blessing, please feel free to use it. — In Christ, Paul W. Davis
Then said they unto him, What shall we do, that we
might work the works of God? Jesus answered and said unto them,
This is the work of God, that ye believe on him whom he hath
sent. They said therefore unto him, What sign shewest thou then,
that we may see, and believe thee? what dost thou work? Our
fathers did eat manna in the desert; as it is written, He gave
them bread from heaven to eat. Then Jesus said unto them, Verily,
verily, I say unto you, Moses gave you not that bread from
heaven; but my Father giveth you the true bread from heaven. For
the bread of God is he which cometh down from heaven, and giveth
life unto the world. Then said they unto him, Lord, evermore give
us this bread. And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life:
he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on
me shall never thirst. (John 6:28-35)
Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me hath
everlasting life. I am that bread of life. Your fathers did eat
manna in the wilderness, and are dead. This is the bread which
cometh down from heaven, that a man may eat thereof, and not die.
I am the living bread which came down from heaven: if any man eat
of this bread, he shall live for ever: and the bread that I will
give is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world.
(John 6:47-51)
Words: George Atkins, 1819.
Music: "Holy Manna," William Moore, Columbian
Harmony, 1825.
Brethren, we have met to worship and adore the
Lord our God;
Will you pray with all your power, while we try to preach the
Word?
All is vain unless the Spirit of the Holy One comes down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna will be showered all around.
Brethren, see poor sinners round you slumbering on the brink of
woe;
Death is coming, hell is moving, can you bear to let them
go?
See our fathers and our mothers, and our children sinking
down;
Brethren, pray and holy manna will be showered all around.
Sisters, will you join and help us? Moses' sister aided
him;
Will you help the trembling mourners who are struggling hard with
sin?
Tell them all about the Savior, tell them that He will be
found;
Sisters, pray, and holy manna will be showered all around.
Is there a trembling jailer, seeking grace, and filled with
tears?
Is there here a weeping Mary, pouring forth a flood of
tears?
Brethren, join your cries to help them; sisters, let your prayers
abound;
Pray, Oh pray that holy manna may be scattered all around.
Let us love our God supremely, let us love each other, too;
Let us love and pray for sinners, till our God makes all things
new.
Then He'll call us home to heaven, at His table we'll sit
down;
Christ will gird Himself and serve us with sweet manna all
around.