844.

L. M.

KRISHNA PAL.

Remembering Christ.

1 0 THOU, my soul, forget no more The Friend who all thy sorrows bore; Let every idol be forgot;

But, O my soul, forget him not.

2 Renounce thy works and ways, with grief, And fly to this divine relief;

Nor Him forget, who left his throne,
And for thy life gave up his own.

3 Eternal truth and mercy shine
In him, and he himself is thine:
And canst thou, then, with sin beset,
Such charms, such matchless charms, forget?

4 O, no; till life itself depart,

His name shall cheer and warm my heart;
And, lisping this, from earth I'll rise,
And join the chorus of the skies.

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L. M.

WATTS.

The Memorials of Grace.

1 JESUS is gone above the skies,

Where our weak senses reach him not; And carnal objects court our eyes,

To thrust our Saviour from our thought.

2 He knows what wandering hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely face;
And, to refresh our minds, he gave
These kind memorials of his grace.

3 Let sinful joys be all forgot,

And earth grow less in our esteem, Christ and his love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on him. 4 While he is absent from our sight, 'Tis to prepare our souls a place, That we may dwell in heavenly light, And live forever near his face.

846.

C. M.

Remembering Christ.

WARDLAW.

1 REMEMBER thee, redeeming Lord!
While Memory holds her place,
Can we forget the Prince of life,
Who saves us by his grace?

2 The Lord of life, with glory crowned,
On heaven's exalted throne,
Remembers those for whom, on earth,
He heaved his dying groan,

3 His glory now no tongue of man
Or seraph bright can tell :

Yet 'tis the chief of all his joys

That souls are saved from hell.

4 For this he came and dwelt on earth;
For this his life was given;

For this he fought and vanquished death;
For this he pleads in heaven.

5 Join, all ye saints beneath the sky,
Your grateful praise to give;
Sing loud hosannas to the Lord,
Who died that you might live.

847.

7s.

CONDER.

The Body and Blood of Christ.

1 BREAD of heaven, on thee we feed,
For thy flesh is meat indeed;

Ever let our souls be fed

With this true and living bread.

2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice;

Lord, thy wounds our healing give;
To thy cross we look and live.

3 Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the life of him who died,
Lord of life, O, let us be

Rooted, grafted, built on thee.

Christian Fellowship.

1 O, HERE, if ever, God of love,
Let strife and hatred cease,

And every heart harmonious move,
And every thought be peace.

E. TAYLOR.

2 Not here, where, met to think on Him
Whose latest thoughts were ours,
Shall mortal passions come to dim
The prayer devotion pours.

3 No, gracious Master, not in vain
Thy life of love hath been;
The peace thou gav'st may yet remain,
Though thou no more art seen.

4 "Thy kingdom come: we watch, we wait To hear thy cheering call,

When heaven shall ope its glorious gate,
And God be all in all.

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L. M.

Enjoyment in the Service.

WATTS.

1 FAR from my thoughts, vain world, be gone; Let my religious hours alone;

Fain would my eyes my Saviour see;
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee.

2 0, warm my heart with holy fire,
And kindle there a pure desire:
Come, sacred Spirit, from above,
And fill my soul with heavenly love.
3 Blest Saviour, what delicious fare!
How sweet thy entertainments are!
Ne'er did the angels taste above
Redeeming grace and dying love.
4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine!
In thee thy Father's glories shine;
Thy glorious name shall be adored,
And every tongue confess thee Lord.

Coming to the Table of the Lord.

1 LET vain pursuits and vain desires
Be banished from the heart,

The Saviour's love fill every breast,
And light and life impart.

ANON.

2 He knew how frail our nature is,
Our souls how apt to stray;
How much we need his gracious help
To keep us in the way!

3 These faithful pledges of his love
His mercy did ordain,

To bring refreshment to our souls,
And faith and hope sustain.

4 Since such his condescending grace,
Let us, with hearts sincere,
Obedient to his holy will,

His table now draw near.

5 And while we join to celebrate
The sufferings of our Lord,

May we receive new grace and power,
T❞ obey his holy word.

851.

C. M.

Praise to Christ.

SCOTCH COL.

1 TO Him who loved the souls of men,
And washed us in his blood,
To royal honors raised our head,
And made us priests to God,

2 To him let every tongue be praise,
And every heart be love,

All grateful honors paid on earth,
And nobler songs above.

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The great Commission.

WATTS.

1 "GO, preach my gospel," saith the Lord;
"Bid the whole earth my grace receive:
He shall be saved that trusts my word,
And he condemned who'll not believe.
2 "I'll make your great commission known;
And ye
shall prove my gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.

3 "Teach all the nations my commands;
I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in my hands;
I can destroy, and I defend."

4 He spake, and light shone round his head;
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode:
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.

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L. M.

Universal Reign of Christ.

WATTS.

1 GREAT God, whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to thy Son;
Extend his power, exalt his throne.
2 As rain on meadows newly mown,
So shall he send his influence down;
His grace on fainting souls distils,
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills.
3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light,
And deserts blossom at the sight.
4 The saints shall flourish in his days,
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise,
Peace, like a river, from his throne,
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.