Hymn 91. 6 lines. 8, 7.
A Parting Blessing.

1 JESUS, grant us all a blessing,

Send it down, Lord, from above;
May we all go home a praying,
And rejoicing in thy love.

Cho. Farewel, brethren, farewel, sisters,
Till we all shall meet again.

2 Jesus, pardon all our follies,
Since together we have been;
Make us humble, make us holy,
Cleanse us all from ev'ry sin.

Cho. Farewel, brethren, &c.
3 May thy blessing, Lord, go with us,
To each one's respective home;
And the presence of our Jesus
Rest upon us ev'ry one.

Cho. Farewel, brethren, &c.

Christian Privileges and Obligations

1 Dost thou my worthless name record, Free of thy holy city, Lord? Am I a sinner, call'd to share The precious privileges there? 2 Art thou my King, my Father styl'd? And I thy servant and thy child? Whilst many of the human race Are aliens from thy Zion's grace? 3 Lo, wretched millions draw their breath, In lands of ignorance and death! But I enjoy my share of time, Within thy gospel's favour'd clime. 4 Shall I receive this grace in vain? Shall I my great vocation stain?

Away, ye works in darkness wrought!
A way, each sensual, wanton thought!
5 My soul, I charge thee to excel,
In thinking right, and acting well;
Deep let thy searching powers engage,
Unbias'd in the sacred page.

◆ Strong and more strong thy passions rule,
Advancing still in virtue's school;
Contending still with noble strife,
To imitate thy Saviour's life.

Hymn 93. C. M.

Christ's Flesh, Meat Indeed, Sacramental.
John vi. 53, 56,

1 HERE, at thy table, Lord, we meet,
To feed on food divine ;

Thy body is the bread we eat,
Thy precious blood the wine.

2 He who prepares this rich repast,
Himself comes down and dies,
And then invites us thus to feast,
Upon the sacrifice.

3 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow;
Oh! what delightful food!
We eat the bread and drink the wine,
But think on nobler good.

▲ The bitter torments he endur'd,
Upon th' accursed tree,

For me-each welcome guest may say,
'Twas all procur'd for me.

5 Sure there was never love so free-
Blest Saviour-so divine!

Well thou may'st claim that heart of me,
Which owes so much to thine.

Hymn 94. L. M.
Sacramental. 1 Cor. 11-28.

1 'Twas on that dark, that solemn night,
When powers of earth and hell arose
Against the Son of God's delight,

And friends betray'd him to his foes. 2 Before the mournful scéne, began,

He took the bread, and blest, and brake: What love through all his actions ran! What wond'rous words of grace he spake! 3 This is my body broke for sin,

Receive, and eat this living food;

Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine;
"Tis the new cov'nant in my blood.
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,
Till thou return and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.

Hymn 95. C. M.

Sacramental.

1 LORD, at thy table I behold
The wonders of thy grace;
But most of all admire that I
Should find a welcome place.
2 What strange surprising grace is this,
That such a soul has room!
My Saviour takes me by the hand,
My Jesus bids me come.

3 "Eat, O my friends," the Saviour cries,
"The feast was made for you:

"For you I groan'd, and bled, and died, "And rose, and triumph'd too.”

4 With trembling faith, and bleeding hearts, Lord, we accept thy love:

'Tis a rich banquet we have had,
What will it be above?

5 Ye saints below, and hosts of heav'n,
Join all your praising powers :
No theme is like redeeming love,
No Saviour is like ours.

Believers Parting.

1 BLEST be the dear uniting love,
That will not let us part;
Our bodies may far off remove,
We still are one in heart.

2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head,
Where he appoints, we go;
And still in Jesus' footsteps tread,
And shew his praise below.
3 O may we ever walk in him,
And nothing know beside,
Nothing desire, nothing esteem,
But Jesus crucify'd!

4 Closer and closer let us cleave
To his belov'd embrace;
Expect his fulness to receive,
And grace to answer grace.

5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace,
The same in mind and heart,

Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place,
Nor life, nor death can part.

• But let us hasten to the day,

Which shall our flesh restore §

When death shall all be done away,

And bodies part no more.

Luke ii. 14.

The Incarnation of Christ.

1 MORTALS, awake, with angels join,
And chant the solemn lay;
Joy, love and gratitude combine
To hail th' auspicious day.

2 In heav'n the rapturous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire

Through all the shining legions ran,
And strung and tun'd the lyre.

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew,
And loud the echo roll'd;

The theme, the song, the joy was new,
'Twas more than heav'n could hold.
4 Down through the portals of the sky
Th' impetuous torrent ran,
And angels flew with eager joy
To bear the news to man.
5 Hark! the cherubic armies shout,
And glory leads the song;

Good-will and peace are heard throughout
Th' harmonious heav'nly throng,

6 With joy the chorus we'll repeat,

Glory to God on high;

"Good-will and peace are now complete, "Jesus was born to die.”

Hymn 98. C. M.

The Song of the Angels.-For the Nativity of our Blessed Lord and Saviour.

Luke ii. 8, 15.

1 WHILE shepherds watch their flocks by night, All seated on the ground,