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Each day I live, I ZI

love Thee more, Each day. I live, I love Thee more, Sweet

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E - ter-nal Fa-ther, pi - ty take, And spare us for that Victim's sake. A-men.

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[Aiternative Tune No. 256.] IPON a cruel, blood-stained Tree Before the Throne of God in heaven

A holy Offering once was made, Our great High Priest stands day and night, The Lamb of GOD, to set us free, He pleads that men may be forgiven, Was on that awful Altar laid ;.

And shews five wounds so red and bright; Eternal Father, pity take,

Eternal Father, pity take,
And spare us for that Victim's sake. And spare us for that Victim's sake.

From thousand Altars here below

The voice of JESUS ever cries-
“Father, they know not what they do,

Accept My perfect Sacrifice ;”
Eternal Father, pity take,

And spare us for that Victim's sake. Amen.

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[Alternative Tunes Nos. 124, 207.] REFORE Thine Altar, Saviour dear, And why, O precious Saviour sweet, D Thy child is kneeling low;

Should children be afraid, I should be banished by my fear,

When they were welcome at Thy feet Did I not love Thee so.

And in Thy bosom laid ?

Behold the Martyr's daily Bread

They proved what it can do,
The food by which the Saints were fed,

Waits for the children too.

Thy mighty words, I know and feel,

Are true for evermore ;
I question not, I only kneel,

Love, wonder, and adore.

I hunger, Lord—Thy Body give

To make my body whole ;
I thirst-the Blood, by which I live
Pour on my thirsty soul! Amen.

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By permission, from “ New Tunes for Hymns Ancient aud Modern,” by the Rev. Richard Owen.

(Alternative Tunes Nos. 124, 206.]
SINFUL child is drawing near By all Thine unknown sufferings here,
Thine altar, LORD, to-day ;

Thy Passion and Thy Cross,
I come with mingled love and fear, Redeemer, let me ne'er draw near
O send me not away.

To my eternal loss.

I do not fear to seek Thy throne

With such a sinful soul, Because the Bread of Life alone

Can make a sinner whole.

By each Communion, teach my feet

To go from strength to strength; Till I, with all Thy faithful, meet

Around the Throne at length.

Praise to the Father, and the Son,

And to the Holy Ghost ;
From men, from saints whose work is done,

And from the Heavenly Host. Amen.

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