poral Food, to picture out to our Faith the Food of our Souls.

On the Inward Part, or Thing fignified..

Know, O my God, that I muft look thro' the outward Elements, and fix my Faith on that which they fignify, and which is the inward and invifible Grace, even thy own bleffed Body and Blood, which is verily and indeed taken and received by the Faithful in the Lord's Supper. But tell me, O thou whom my Soul loveth, how canft thou give us thy Flefh to eat?

Lord, thou haft told me that thy Words they are Spirit, and they are Life, and are therefore not carnally to be understood; Lord, I believe, help thou my Unbelief. John vi.

I believe thy Body and Blood to be as really prefent in the Holy Sacrament as thy Divine Power can make it, though the Manner of thy myfterious Prefence I cannot com prehend..

Lord, I believe that the Bread that we break, and the Cup that we drink,

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drink, are not bare Signs only, but the real Communication of thy Body and thy Blood, and Pledges to affure me of it, and I verily believe that if with due Preparation I come to thy Altar, as certainly as I receive the outward Signs, fo certainly fhallI receive the Thing fignified, even thy moft bleffed Body and Blood; to receive which ineftimable Bleffing, Omerciful Lord, do thou fit and prepare me, Amen, Amen. I Cor. X.

Who inftituted it.

Adore thee, O bleffed Jefus, my Lord, my God, when I confider that this holy Sacrament was thy own Inftitution; for it was thou, Lord, who in the Night thou waft betrayed, didft take Bread, and after that the Cup, and didft blefs them, and give them to thy Difciples. O bleffed Saviour, let thy Divinity thus ftampton it, ftrike into my Soul an holy Awe and Reverence in approaching it: O create in me heavenly Difpofitions to celebrate fo heavenly an Inftititution. Amen, Amen,

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For what End.

Adore thee, O bleffed Jefus, my Lord and my God, when I confider for what End thou didft inftitute thy holy Sacrament, im plied in thy own Command, Do this in Remembrance of me.

But what need this Command, O' gracious Lord; is it poffible for me ever to forget thee my Saviour, who haft done fo great Things for

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Alas, alas! my own fad Experience tells me it is: Woe is me, every Temptation, every Vanity, is apt to make me forget thee, though thy own dying Words bid me remember thee.

But, O bleffed Lord, for thy infinite Mercies Sake, pardon all my ftupid Forgetfulness and Ingratitude hitherto, and do thou now create in me fuch a thankful and lively Remembrance of thy dying for me, that may excite me to give up my felf entitely to thee, as thou didit give up thy felfon the Crofs for me.. J Amen, Amen.

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A Thanksgiving for Chrift's Suffering. Thou, my crucified Saviour, Glory be to thee, for caufing thy Sufferings to be register'd in the Gofpel: There I have read, and remember the Works and Triumphs of thy Almighty Love, for which I will always adore and praife thee.

I remember, O gracious Lord, how thou, who thoughteft it no Robbery to be equal with God, waft made in the Fafhion of frail Man, Phil. ii. of the vileft and moft contemptible of Men; for thou tookeft on thee the Form of a very Servant : I remember how many Reproaches, and Contradictions, and Blafphemies, and Perfecutions, thou didst endure from a wicked and perverse Generation; and all this to fave us finful Men.

O Lord Jefus, was ever Sorrow like unto thy Sorrow? Worthy art thou, O Lamb, that was flain, to receive Power, and Riches, and Wifdem, and Strength, and Honour, and Glory, and Bleffing, Rev, vii, 12.

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I remember, O gracious Lord, how thou didst endure a moft bitter Agony, and didft fweat great Drops of Blood, falling to the Ground; how thou, who art God above all, bleffed for ever, waft treacherously betrayed, and apprehended, and bound as a Malefactor; how thou waft fet at nought by Herod, and his Men of War, and forfaken of all thy Difciples, and denied by Peter; and all this to fave us finful Men. Rom. ix. 5.

O Lord Jefus, was ever, &c."

I Remember, how thou, O God of Truth, waft accufed by falfe Witneffes; how thou, whom all the Angels adore, waft blind-folded, and buffetted, and mocked, and fpit upon, and stripp'd naked, and fcourged; and all this that we might be healed by thy Stripes, and to fave us finful Men.

O Lord Jefus, was ever, &c.