Randall-p. 16.] HYMN 232. C. M.
HE King of heaven his table spreans
And blessings crown the board;
Not paradise with all its joys,
Could such delight afford.
2 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given:
Through the rich blood that Jesus shed
To raise our souls to heaven.
3 Millions of souls, in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here;
And millions more, still on the way,
Around the board appear.
4 All things are ready, come away,
Nor weak excuses frame;
Crowd to your places at the feast,
And bless the Founder's name.
Shirland-p. 92.] HYMN 233. S. M.
GLORY to God on high
peace is made with Heaven;
The Son of God came down to die,
That we might be forgiven.
2 His precious blood was shed,
His body bruis'd for sin :
Remember this in eating bread,
And this in drinking wine.
3 Approach his royal board,
In his rich garments clad;
Join every tongue to praise the Lord;
And every heart be glad.
4 The Father gives the Son;
The Son his flesh and blood:
The Spirit applies, and faith puts on
The righteousness of God.
Arlington-p. 1.] HYMN 234. C. M. ELESTIAL Dove, descend from high, And on the water brood:
Come with thy quick'ning power apply
The water and the blood.
2 I love the Lord, that stoops so low
To give his word a seal;
But the rich grace his hands bestow
Exceeds the figure still.
3 Almighty God, for thee we call,
And our request renew;
Accept in Christ, and bless withal,
The work we have to do.
Stafford-p. 88.] HYMN 235. S. M.
Y Saviour's pierced side
MYPourd out a double flood:
By water we are purify'd,
And pardon'd by his blood.
2 Call'd from above, I rise,
And wash away my sin;
The stream to which my spirit flies,
Can make the foulest clean.
3 It runs divinely clear,
A fountain deep and wide;" 'Twas open'd by the soldier's spear, In my Redeemer's side!
Triumph-p. 69.] HYMN 236. L. M.
COME, Father, Son, and holy Ghost,
Honour the means ordain'd by thee;
Make good our apostolic boast,
And own thy glorious ministry.
2 We now thy promis'd presence claim;
Sent to disciple all mankind;
Sent to baptize into thy name;
We now thy promis'd presence find.
3 Father, in these reveal thy Son:
In these for whom we seek thy face;
The hidden mystery make known,
The inward, pure, baptizing grace.
4 Jesus, with us thou always art,
Effectuate now the sacred sign,
The gift unspeakable impart,
And bless the ordinance divine.
5 Eternal Spirit, descend from high,
Baptizer of our spirits thou!
The sacramental seal apply,
And witness with the water now!
60 that the souls baptiz'd herein,
May now thy truth and mercy feel;
May rise and wash away their sin:
Come, Holy Ghost, their pardon seal!
Harmony--p. 185.] HYMN 237. 10s & 11s.
HEAVENLY King, look down from above;
Assist us to sing thy mercy and love:
So sweetly o'erflowing, so plenteous the store,
Thou still art bestowing, and giving us more.
2 O God of our life, we hallow thy name!
Our business and strife, is thee to proclaim;
Accept our thanksgiving for creating grace!
The living, the living shall show forth thy prais
3 Our Father and Lord, Almighty art thou;
Preserv'd by thy word, we worship thee now,|
The bountiful donor of all we enjoy;
Our tongues to thy honour, and lives we employ.
4 But O! above all, thy kindress we praise,
From sin and from thrall, which saves the lost
race;
Thy Son thou hast given, a world to redeem,
And bring us to heaven, whose trust is in him.
5 Wherefore of thy love we sing and rejoice,
Like angels above, we lift up our voice:
Thy love each believer shall gladly adore,
For ever and ever, when time is no more.
Warwick-p. 202.] HYMN 238. 4 8s & 27&
TW of my mountain top he bounds,
HE voice of my Beloved sounds,
He flies exulting o'er the hills,
And all my soul with transport fills:
Gently doth he chide my stay,
"Rise, my love, and come away."
2 The scatter'd clouds are fled at last,
The rain is gone, the winter 's past,
The lovely vernal flowers appear,
The warbling choir enchants our ear;
Now with sweetly pensive moan,
Coos the turtle dove alone.
Peterborough-p. 18.] HYMN 239. C. M.
COME, let us who in Christ believe,
Our common Saviour, praise:
To him, with joyful voices, give
The glory of his grace.
2 He now stands knocking at the door
Of every sinner's heart:
The worst need keep him out no more,
Or force him to depart.
3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice,
Yield to be sav'd from sin:
In sure and certain hope rejoice,
That thou wilt enter in.
4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly guest, Nor ever hence remove;
But sup with us, and let the feast
Be everlasting love.
Pastoral Hymn-p. 114.] HYMN 240. 6 lines 8s.
NHOU hidden source of calm repose,
Thou all sufficient love divine,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am if thou art mine!
And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame,
I hide me, Jesus, in thy name.
2 Thy mighty name salvation is,
And keeps my happy soul above:
Comfort it brings, and power, and peace,
And joy, and everlasting love:
To me, with thy great name are given,
Pardon, and holiness, and heaven.
3 Jesus, my all in all thou art,
My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
The medicine of my broken heart;
In war, my peace; in loss, my gain;
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown,
In shame, my glory and my crown.
4 In want, my plentiful supply,
In weakness, my almighty power;
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