Verse 1
There was a cup of holy wrath
Which made our fearless Savior quake
He prayed the cup from Him would pass
Yet drank its dregs for sinners’ sake
Chorus
Our thirst is quenched by Christ the Lord
Who gives His cup and takes our own
We taste and see that He is good
He satisfies and He alone
Verse 2
Another cup o’erflows with grace
Salvation’s bounty poured by Christ
He bids our thirsty sinful race
To come to drink without a price
Verse 3
We drink a cup our Lord ordained
To point forgetful hearts above
With bread it speaks of sinless pain
Of saving death of selfless love
Verse 4
A cup remains untouched and fair
Which none shall drink till Christ appears
The King and Bride its joy will share
Unmixed with woe or sin or tears
