2. Trusting his mild staff always, | He makes my cup run o'er, JESUS, who to save hast power, And leads me where the rivers roll Giving thy own flesh and blood Of everlasting love. 2. My table he doth spread With choicest fare, and I Behold the Lamb, the living bread, And eat most joyfully: As the needy sinner's food;— 813.* T. 22. LORD! what amazing love and grace, How doth it our poor souls abase, To eat thy flesh and drink thy blood, To feed on more than angels' food. 2. Thy sacred body thou didst give For us, that we thereby might live; No pledge of love could be so great: Never may we thy love forget. 3. Thy precious blood, for sinners spilt, (guilt; Cleanses our hearts, removes our The debt is paid which we incurr'd, And we're to happiness restor❜d. 4. Thy Holy Spirit with us leave, So that we rightly may conceive, What thou for all believers hast Prepared in this bless'd repast. 814.* M. Luther. T. 185. 819.* T. 14. NO words can ever fully tell, What blessings Christ bestows On us, when we on Calvary dwell, And weep beneath his cross. 2. He who unto his flesh and blood Can ne'er himself deny, Saith unto us, "Take courage good, Your brother, lo, am I." 3. His loving heart we open see, 4. We join together heart and hand, To walk towards the promised land; For his appearance may with care Each member day and night prepare. 5. Till we the Lord our righteous ness Shall see in glory face to face, The bond of peace may we maintain, (main. And one with him, our Lord, reL. v. Hayn. 821.* T. 26 or 22. 4. We are forgiv'n and reconcil'd, Our happiness renew'd, (fill'd, THOU Lamb once slain, thy flesh and blood, Our hearts with deep abasement | Which thou didst sacrifice for us And with his blood bedew'd. 5. From all anxiety and dread, Which else our souls oppress'd, Thanks be to him, we now are freed, For he hath given us rest. Upon the altar of the cross, 257 XXXVIII. HYMNS FOR DIFFERENT AGES AND STATIONS A. 823. IN LIFE. T. 22. THOUGH but a little child I am, Yet I may praise the slaughter'd Lamb: He loveth children tenderly, 2. Yes, gracious Saviour, I believe THOUGH Christ was God and all things made, Himself he humbled thus; That he, a servant in our stead, Might minister to us. 2. Our Saviour was a lovely child, His parents' chief delight, In his behaviour meek and mild, And always acted right. 3. A blessed pattern Christ our Lord Himself to children gave, That they to him might joy afford, And never misbehave. 4. A child true happiness may find, And humbly ought to pray: T. 14. O WHAT a wretched heart have I, How full of sin and shame, How obstinate continually, 2. How day by day to blame! And when thou see'st my guilt, My wicked words and foolish thoughts, Think why thy blood was spilt. 3. In that most precious river cleanse And wash my sins away, My selfishness, and each offence Which I have done to-day. 4. When thou, dear Jesus, wast a child, Thou hadst no sin like me; 5. Thou wast more spotless than More harmless than a lamb, Obedient, humble, full of love, And never once to blame. 6. But I am proud, and headstrong Oft sadly misbehave; (too, I am not meek like thee, and low; Me, Lord, in mercy save. O LORD, forgive a sinful child, 2. O change my vile and stubborn heart, Like thee O make me pure; But what I truly mean, 3. Though now he is not here below, But on his heavenly hill, To him may little children go, And seek a blessing still. 5. If babes so many years ago Without a blessing too. 6. Then, while his favour to implore, Jane Taylor. |