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Hymn 164. L. M.

If any bowels and mercies. Phil. ii. 1.
TOW by the bowels of my God,

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His sharp distress, his sore complaints, By his last groan, his dying blood,

I charge my soul to love the saints. 2 Clamour, and wrath, and strife be gone, Envy and spite for ever cease; Let bitter words no more be known Amongst the saints, the sons of peace. 3 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove,

Flies from the realms of noise and strife; Why should we vex and grieve his love, Who seals our souls to heavenly life? 4 Tender and kind be all our thoughts, Throughout our lives let mercy run: Would God forgive our num'rous faults, Only through faith in Christ alone.

Hymn 165. S. M.

Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep. Rom. xii. 15.

OLEST be the tie that binds

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Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds, Is like to that above.

2 Before our Father's throne,

We pour our ardent prayers:
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

3 We share our mutual woes;
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

4 When we asunder part,

It gives us inward pain,
But we shall still be join'd in heart,
And hope to meet again.

5 This glorious hope revives

Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day.

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;

And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

CHRIST OUR PASSOVER, OR THE LORD'S SUPPER.

For even Christ our passover is sacrificed for us. 1 Cor. v. 7.

For as oft as ye eat this bread, and drink this cup, ye do show the Lord's death till he come. 1 Cor. xi. 26.

Hymn 166. L. M.

But this man, because he continueth ever, hath an unchangeable priesthood. Heb. vii. 24. THOU eternal Victim slain,

A sacrifice for guilty man,

By the eternal Spirit made

An offering in the sinner's stead:

2 Our everlasting Priest art thou,
And plead'st thy death for sinners now;
Thy off'ring still continues new,
Thy vesture keeps its bloody hue.

30 that our faith may never move,
But stand unshaken as thy love,
And view thee bleeding on the tree,
My God, who diest for me, for me!

Hymn 167. P. M.

Having our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience. Heb. x. 22.

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YOME, thou everlasting Spirit,
Bring to every thankful mind,
All the Saviour's dying merit,
All his suff'rings for mankind:
True recorder of his passion,
Now the living fire impart,
Now reveal his great salvation,
Preach his gospel to our heart.

2 Come, thou Witness of his dying,
Come, Remembrancer divine:
Let us feel thy power applying
Christ to every soul and mine:
Let us groan thine inward groaning,
Look on him we pierc'd, and grieve,
All receive the grace atoning,
All the sprinkled blood receive.

Hymn 168. P. M.

My peace I give unto you. John xiv. 27.

LAMB of God, whose dying love,

We now recall 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,

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;
remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.

3 Let thy blood by faith applied, The sinner's pardon seal,

Speak us freely 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.

4 Never will we hence depart,
Till thou our wants relieve:
Write forgiveness on our heart,
And all thine image give :

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Still our souls shall cry to thee,
Till perfected in holiness,
O remember Calvary,
And bid us go in peace.

Hymn 169. C. M.

I am the living bread. John vi. 51.
YOME, Saviour, let thy tokens prove,
Fitted by heavenly art,

As channels to convey thy love

To every faithful heart.

2 The living bread sent down from heaven,
In us vouchsafe to be;

Thy flesh for all the world is given,
And all may live by thee.

3 Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow,
And let us drink thy blood,
Till all our souls are fill'd below,
With all the life of God.

4 Determin'd nothing else to know
But Jesus crucified,

I will not from my Jesus go,
Or leave his wounded side,

Hymn 170. P. M.

But we will give ourselves continually to prayer, and to the ministry of the word. Acts vi. 4.

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YE E servants of God, whose diligent care, Is ever employ'd in watching and prayer, With praises unceasing, your Jesus proclaim, Rejoicing and blessing his excellent name.