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173. L. M.
1 O suffering friend of human kind!

How, as the fatal hour drew near,
Came thronging on thy holy mind

The images of grief and fear!
2 Did not thy spirit shrink dismayed,

As the dark vision o'er it came,
And, though in sinless strength arrayed,

Turn shuddering from the death of shame? 3 Onward like thee, through scorn and dread,

May we our Father's call obey;
Stedfast thy path of duty tread,
And rise, through death, to endless day!

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1 Ride on! ride on in majesty !

Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry!
Thy humble beast pursues his road,

With palms and scattered garments strowed. 2 Ride on! ride on in majesty!

In lowly pomp ride on to die!
O Christī thy triumphs now begin,

O’er captive death and conquered sin. 3 Ride on! ride on in majesty!

The winged squadrons of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes,
To see the approaching sacrifice.

4 Ride on! ride on in majesty!

Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh :
Bow thy meek head to mortal pain;
Then take, O Christ, thy power, and reign!

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1 O here, if ever, God of love!

Let strife and hatred cease;
And every heart harmonious move,

And every thought be peace.
2 Not here, where met to think on him

Whose latest thoughts were ours,
Shall mortal passions come, to dim

3 No, gracious master, not in vain

Thy life of love hath been;
The Peace thou gav'st may yet remain,

Though thou no more art seen. 4 Thy kingdom come:" we watch, we wait

To hear thy cheering call;
When heaven shall ope its glorious gate,

And God be all in all.

prayer devotion

176. C. M.
1 According to thy gracious word,

In meek humility,
This will I do, my dying Lord,

I will remember thee.

2 Thy body, broken for my sake,

My bread from heaven shall be; Thy testamental cup I take,

And thus remember thee.

3 Gethsemane can I forget ?

Or there thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,

And not remember thee?

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes,

And rest on Calvary,
O Lamb of God, our sacrifice!

I must remember thee:

5 Remember thee, and all thy pains,

And all thy love to me;
Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,

Will I remember thee. 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb,

And mind and memory flee,
When thou shalt in thy kingdom come,

Jesus, remember me.

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1 “O not for these alone I pray!”

The dying Saviour said;
Though on his breast that moment lay

The loved disciple's head.

2 Though to his eye that moment sprung

The kind, the pitying tear
For those that eager round him hung,

His words of love to hear.
3 No, not for them alone he prayed, -

For all of mortal race,
Whene'er their fervent prayer is made,

Where'er their dwelling place. 4 Sweet is the thought, when here we meet,

His feast of love to share;
And ʼmid the toils of life, how sweet

The memory of his prayer.

178. P. M.
1 Bread of the world in mercy broken!

Wine of the soul, in mercy shed !
By whom the words of life were spoken,

Through whom the soul to sin grows dead! 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken,

Look on the tears by sinners shed,
And be this feast to us the token
That by thy grace our souls are fed !

179. C. M.
1 Ye followers of the Prince of Peace,

Who round his table draw,
Remember what his spirit was,

What his peculiar law.

2 The love which all his bosom filled

Did all his actions guide;
Inspired by love, he lived and taught;

Inspired by love, he died.
3 Let each his sacred law fulfil;

Like his be every mind;
Be every temper formed by love,

And every action kind. 4 Let none who call themselves his friends

Disgrace the honoured name,
But by a near resemblance prove

The title which they claim.

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1 The Son of God gave thanks

Before the bread he broke:
How high that calm devotion ranks

Among the words he spoke !
2 Thanks, 'mid those troubled men:

Thanks, in that dismal hour:
This world's dark prince advancing then,

In all his rage and power. 3 Thanks, o'er that bread's dread sign :

Thanks, o'er that bitter food :
Thanks, o'er the cup that was not winc,

But sorrow, fear, and blood.

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