C. M.

P. M.

7s.

L.M.

Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless
Thy chosen pilgrim-flock,

With manna in the wilderness,
With water from the rock.

Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak,
As thou when here below,
Our souls the joys celestial seek,
That from thy sorrows flow.

Be known to us in breaking bread,
But do not then depart;

Saviour, abide with us, and spread
Thy table in our heart.

Tune 14.

Tune 56.

They who hunger after Christ, are fed,
All the thirsty to life's fountain led;
He the needy doth supply
With good things abundantly;

From his fullness they are nourished.

Lord, thy body ne'er forsake,
Ne'er thy congregation leave;
We to thee our refuge take,

Of thy fullness we receive:
Every other help be gone,
Thou art our support alone;
For on thy supreme commands
All the universe depends.

Our only stay is Jesus' grace,

Tune 205.

Tune 22.

In every time and every place;
And Jesus' blood-bought righteousness
Remains his church's glorious dress.
All self-dependence is but vain,

Christ doth our corner-stone remain,
Our rock which will unshaken stay.
When heaven and earth are fled away.

He is and shall remain our Lord,
Our confidence is in his word;

And, while our Jesus reigns above,

His church will more than conqueror prove.

When the bread has been distributed, the communicants shall rise and the Minister shall say:

Our Lord Jesus Christ said, Take, eat; this is my body which is given for you.

7s, 61.

SILENT PRAYER.

Tune 581.

Rock of ages, cleft for me!
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood
From thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;

Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

Nothing in my hand I bring;
Simply to thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress,
Helpless, look to thee for grace,
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.

All standing, the Minister shall consecrate the wine, saying:

After the same manner also our Lord Jesus Christ took the cup, when he had supped, gave thanks, and gave it to his disciples, saying: Drink ye all of it; this is my blood, the blood of the New Testament, which is shed for you and for many, for the remission of sins. This do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me.

L. M. D.

Tune 166.

Ye followers of the slaughtered Lamb,
Draw near, and take the cup of God;
Approach unto the healing stream,
And drink of the atoning blood;
That blood for our redemption spilt,
Assuring us of purchased grace;
That blood which takes away all guilt,
And speaketh to the conscience peace.

7s & 6s.

The ground of my profession

Is Jesus and his blood;
He gives me the possession
Of everlasting good;
Myself and whatsoever

Is mine, I can not trust;
The gifts of Christ my Saviour
Remain my only boast.

Tune 151.

P. M.

11s.

Tune 107.

That bond of love, that mystic union,
By which to thee, our Head, we 're joined,
Is closer drawn at each communion;

By love inspired, we know thy mind,
And, feeding on thy death and merit,
Are rendered one with thee in spirit.

Tune 39.

Though dark be my way, yet since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, and 't is his to provide;

Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail,
The word he hath spoken will surely prevail.

How bitter the cup none can ever conceive,
Which Jesus drank up that poor sinners might live;
His way was much rougher and darker than mine:
Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine?

P. M.

L: M.

Jesus makes my heart rejoice,

Tune 82.

I'm his sheep, and know his voice;
He's a shepherd kind and gracious,
And his pastures are delicious;
Constant love to me he shows,
Yea, my worthless name he knows.

Trusting his mild staff always,
I go in and out in peace;

He will feed me with the treasure
Of his grace in richest measure;
When athirst to him I cry,
Living water he'll supply.

The holy, spotless Lamb of God,
Who freely gave his life and blood,
For all my numerous sins to atone,
I for my Lord and Saviour own.

O King of glory, Christ the Lord.
God's only Son, Eternal Word,
Let all the world thy mercy see,
And bless those who believe in thee.
Thy incarnation, wounds, and death
I will confess while I have breath,

Tune 22.

'Till I shall see thee face to face,
Arrayed with thy righteousness.

The communicants shall give the right hand of fellowship while the following lines are sung:

Say,

66

Tune 185. last part.

My peace I leave with you:
Amen, Amen, be it so.

BENEDICTION.

7s.

X.

Gracious Lord, with one accord,
We're assembled in thy name;
Deign to hear our fervent prayer,
Mercy is our only claim,

Tune 205.

While with tears and blushing face
We our sins to thee confess,

And our hearts with thanks o'erflow
For the grace thou dost bestow.

PRAYER.

The communicants shall give the right hand of fellowship while the following lines are sung:

L. M.

Tune 85, last part.

Say, "My peace I leave with you:"
Amen, Amen, be it so.

O Church of Jesus, now draw near
With humble joy and filial fear;
According to his testament
Enjoy the holy sacrament.

Tune 22.

¶ All standing, the Minister shall consecrate the bread, saying:

Our Lord Jesus Christ, the same night in which he was betrayed, took bread, and, when he had given thanks, he brake it, and gave it to his disciples and said: Take, eat; this is my body which is given for you. This do in remembrance of me.

C. M.

8s & 7s.

L. M.

According to thy gracious word,
In meek humility,

This will I do, my dying Lord,
I will remember thee.

Thy body, broken for my sake,
My bread from heaven shall be;
Thy testamental cup I take,
And thus remember thee.

Gethsemane, can I forget?
Or there thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,
And not remember thee?

Tune 14.

When to the cross I turn mine eyes,
And rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, my sacrifice!
I must remember thee.

O could we but love that Saviour,
Who loves us so ardently,

Tune 167.

As we ought, our souls would ever
Full of joy and comfort be:
If we, by his love excited,

Could ourselves and all forget,
Then with Jesus Christ united,
We should heaven anticipate.

Tune 22,

Take our poor hearts, and let them be
For ever closed to all but thee;
Seal thou our breasts, and let us wear
That pledge of love for ever there.

What are our works but sin and death,
Till thou thy quickening Spirit breathe;
Until we strength from thee derive,
And in communion with thee live.

Ah, Lord, enlarge our scanty thought,
To know the wonders thou hast wrought;
Unloose our stammering tongues to tell
Thy love immense, unsearchable.