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S.M.

739 His banner

over me was

love.

Sol. Song 2, 4.

JESUS, we thus obey

Thy last and kindest word,
And in Thine own appointed way,
We come to meet Thee, Lord.
2 Thus we remember Thee;
And take this bread and wine
As Thine own dying legacy,
And our redemption's sign.
Thy presence makes the feast;
Now let our spirits feel
The glory not to be exprest,
The joy unspeakable!

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Now let our souls be fed

With manna from above,

And over us Thy banner spread,
Of everlasting love.

9.8.

740 The bread of God is He which giveth

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BREA

life unto the world.-John 6, 33. READ of the world, in mercy broken! Wine of the soul, in mercy shed! By whom the words of life were spoken, And in whose death our sins are

dead:

Look on the hearts by sorrow broken,
Look on the tears by sinners shed;
And be Thy feast to us the token,
That by Thy grace our souls are fed!

8.8.8.4. or L.M.

741 Fe do show the Lord's death till

He come.-1 Cor. 11, 26.

1B We keep the memory adored,

Y Christredeemed,in Christ restored,

And show the death of our dear Lord,
Until He come!

2 His body broken in our stead,
Is here, in this memorial bread,
And so, our feeble love is fed,
Until He come!

3 His fearful drops of agony,
His life-blood shed for us we see;
The wine shall tell the mystery,
Until He come!

4 And thus that dark betrayal-night,
With the last advent we unite;
The shame! the glory! by this rite.
Until He come!

5 Until the trump of God be heard,
Until the ancient graves be stirred,
And with the great commanding word,
The Lord shall come!

6 O blessed hope! with this elate
Let not our hearts be desolate,
But strong in faith, in patience wait,
Until He come!

7.6.

742 And platted a crown of thorns and

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put it about His head.-Mark 15,17. SACRED Head, once wounded, With grief and pain weighed down, How scornfully surrounded

With thorns Thine only crown;
How art Thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish,
Which once was bright as morn!

2 O sacred Head, what glory,
What bliss, till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
Thy grief and Thy compassion
Were all for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression
But Thine the deadly pain.

3 What language shall I borrow,
To praise Thee, heavenly Friend;
For this Thy dying sorrow,

Thy pity without end?

Lord, make me Thine for ever,

Nor let me faithless prove;

Oh, let me never, never

Abuse such dying love.

C.M.

743 Behold, what manner of love the

Father hath bestowed-1 John 3, 1.
ORD! at Thy table I behold
The wonders of Thy grace,
But most of all admire that I
Should find a welcome place;-
2 I that am all defiled with sin,
A rebel to my God;

I that have crucified His Son,
And trampled on His blood,

3 What strange, surprising grace is this,
That such a soul has room!
My Saviour takes me by the hand,
My Jesus bids me come.

4 "Eat, O my friends," the Saviour cries, "The feast was made for you;

For you I groaned, and bled, and died,
And rose, and triumphed too."

5 With trembling faith and bleeding Lord, we accept Thy love;

hearts,

Tis a rich banquet we have had:
What will it be above?

6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven,
Join all your praising powers;
No theme is like redeeming love,
No Saviour is like ours!

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S.M.

744 Until Idrink it new with you in my

2

Father'skingdom.-Matt. 26, 29. EAR Lord, before we part

DEA

From Thy sweet earthly feast,

Give us the earnest in our heart
Of Thine eternal rest.

Lift up our drooping eyes,

To the great banquet there;

And ever for the crowning príze,
Our waiting souls prepare.

3 So each a glorious seat,

Shall in Thy kingdom claim,

And there in heavenly triumph eat
The Supper of the Lamb.

745

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7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6.

Go in peace.--Luke 7, 50.

LAMB of God, whose bleeding love

We now recal to mind,

Send the answer from above,

And let us mercy find;
Think on us who think on Thee,
And every struggling soul release:
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.

2 By Thine agonizing pain

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And bloody sweat we pray;
By Thy dying love to man,
Take all our sins away:
Burst our bonds and set us free,
From all iniquity release:
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.

Let Thy blood, by faith applied,
The sinner's pardon seal:
Now declare us justified,

And all our sickness heal:
By Thy passion on the tree,
Let all our griefs and troubles cease:
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.

78.

746 They went out into the mount of

Olives.-Matt. 26, 30.

1 LORD we bless Thee, who hast given, Here on earth, the bread from

Seal to us the full release,
Let us part in all Thy peace.

[heaven;

2 Passing every human thought,
By the Holy Spirit taught,
Deep, divine, unsearchable,
Let Thy peace within us dwell.
3 Let it fill the stedfast soul,
Fortify and keep the whole
In thy knowledge, in Thy love,
Such as angels have above,
4 Of this holy calm possest
Here we enter into rest;
Lord! till mortal partings cease,
Give us thus to part in peace.

L.M.

747 Where I am, there shall also My

servant be.-John 12, 26.

1LET me be with Thee where Thou art,

My Saviour, my eternal rest,

Then only will this longing heart
Be fully and for ever blest.

2 Let me be with Thee where Thou art, Thine unveiled glory to behold;

Then only will this wandering heart
Cease to be treacherous, faithless, cold.
Let me be with Thee where Thou art.
Where spotless saints Thy name adore;
Then only will this sinful heart
Be evil and defiled no more.

4 Let me be with Thee where Thou art,
Where none can die, and none remove,
There neither life nor death will part
My spirit from Thy perfect love.

And send Thy varions blessings down: While by Thine Israel Thou art sought, Attend the prayer Thy word hath taught.

2 Come, sacred Spirit! from above, And fill the coldest heart with love; Soften to flesh the rugged stone, And let Thy godlike power be known. 3 Speak Thou, and from the haughtiest Shall floods of pious sorrow rise: [eyes While all their glowing souls are [seorn.

borne To seek that grace which now they