O Christ Whose blood poured down the tree,
Who drank our cup of enmity,
We call to mind Your death for us,
And lay our lives beneath Your cross.
Your thorn-rent brow, Your gouged side,
We marvel now, God crucified!
Your blood was spilt as flowing wine,
Our hearts to fill with life Divine.
A cov’nant new forged in Your blood
Forever proved the love of God,
So with this cup, we mark Your fall
That raises up and saves us all.
Words by Simon Miner © 2006 Pedal Point Music
Music: O Waly Waly – traditional Scottish folk song
Arranged by Simon Miner
Matthew 26:39, Mark 14:24, Mark 15:17, John 19:34, 1 Corinthians 11:23-26