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2 'Tis Jesus commands, come all to his house, And lift up your hands, and pay him your vows, And while you are giving your Maker his due, The Lord out of heaven shall sanctify you.
Hymn 171. L. M. And again another Scripture saith, they shall
Look on him whom they pierced. John xix. 37. 1 N Cow let our mournful songs record
The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.
How they stand round like savage beasts !
When God had left him in their power.
Till streams of blood each other meet :
And mock the pangs in which he died.
Hymn 172. L. M.
duelleth in me, and I in him. John vi. 56. 1
THE blest memorials of thy grief,
We coine, O Jesus, to receive;
But would receive with faith, 2 The tokens sent us to relieve
Our spirits when they droop, We come, O Jesus, to receive;
But would receive with love. 3 Here in obedience to thy word,
We take the bread and wine:
For all beyond is thine.
Lord, give us all that's good :
And share thy flesh and blood.
Hymn 173. C. M.
This do in remembrance of me. Luke xxi. 19:
THAT doleful night before his death,
Did, almost with his dying breath,
This solemp feast ordain.
And to remember thee :
“For me he died, for me. 3 These sacred sigos, thy suff'rings, Lord,
To our remembrance brings;
But think on pobler things.
4 O tune our tongues, and set in frame,
Each beart that pants for thee, To sing “ Hosannah to the Lamb," The Lamb that dicd for me.
Hymn 174. L. M. With desire I have desired to eat this passover with you before I suffer. Luke xxii. 15. THE Lord of life this table spread,
! We on the rich provision feed,
And taste the wine, and bless the Lord. 2 Let worldly sweets be all forgot,
And earth grow less in our esteem; Christ and his love fill every thought,
And faith and hope be fix'd on him! 3 Wbile he is absent from our sight,
'Tis to prepare our souls a place, That we may dwell in heavenly light, And live for ever near his face.
Hymn 175. L. M. For as often as ye eat this bread and drink this cup, ye do show forth the Lord's death till he
1 Cor. xi. 26. WAS on that dark, that solemn night,
Against the Son of God's delight,
And friends betray'd him to his foes. 2 Before the mournful scenie began,
He took the bread, and blest, and brake! What love through all his actions rap!
What wondrous words of grace be spake! 3 This is my body, broke for sin;
Receive and eat this living food : Then took the cup, and blest the wine;
'Tis the new cov’oant ip my blood, 4 Do this, he cried, till time shall end;
Meet at my table, and record The mem'ry of your dying Friend:
The love of your departed Lord. 5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate,
We share thy death, we sing thy name,
Hymn 176. C. M.
Psalm lxxxix. 1. 1 YEBehetida royal feasi,
E wretched, hungry, starving poor, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store
For every humble guest.
He calls, be bids you come;
For yet there still is room.
The blessings of his love;
of nobler joys above.
4 There with united heart and voice,
Before the eternal thront,
In ecstacies unknown.
Are welcome still to come!
Approach, there yet is room.
Hymn 177. C. M.
The Lord is King for ever and ever:
Psalm x. 16.
And blessings crown the board,
Can 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;
Around the board appcar.
Nor weak excuses frane;
And bless the Founder's name,