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C. M.

Imploring grace to feed on the Word.
Deut. viii, 3. Phil. iv, 7. 1 Pet. ii, 2.

1 LORD! help us on thy word to feed;
In peace dismiss us hence;
Be Thou, in every time of need,
Our refuge and defence.

2 Departing hence, we bless thy name;
We bless thy gracious word;

And with our thankful tongues proclaim
The goodness of the Lord.

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A blessing sought on the seed sown.

Isa. lv, 10, 11.

ON WHAT has now been sown
Thy blessing, Lord! bestow;
The power is thine alone

To make it spring and grow:
Do Thou the gracious harvest raise,
And Thou alone shalt have the praise.

148th.

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Worshippers anticipating glory.

Ex. xxxiii, 14.

8.7.4.

Luke xxiv, 50, 51. Col. i, S-6.
1 LORD! dismiss us with thy blessing;
Fill our hearts with joy and peace;
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace:
Oh! refresh us,

Trav'lling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
Iu our hearts and lives abound:
May thy presence

With us evermore be found.
3 So whene'er the signal's given
Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad to leave our cumbrous clay,
May we ready

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Rise and reign in endless day.

Christians parting.

Matt. xxvi, 30. Acts xx, 37, 38.

1 CHRISTIAN brethren! ere we part,
Every voice and every heart

One glad hymn to God should raise,
One high song of grateful praise.

7's.

2 Here we all may meet no more:
But there is a happier shore;
There, released from toil and pain,
Brethren! we shall meet again.
3 Now to God, the Three in One,
Be eternal glory done;

Raise, ye saints! the song again,
Gladly join the loud Amen.

The Lord's Supper.

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The table of the Lord.

Matt. xxvi, 26-30.

1 MY GOD! and is thy table spread?
And doth thy cup with love o'erflow?
Thither be all thy children led,

And let them all thy sweetness know.
2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes!
Rich banquet of his flesh and blood!
Thrice happy he, who here partakes
That sacred stream, that heavenly food!
3 Lord! let thy table honour'd be,
And furnish'd well with joyful guests;
And may each soul salvation see,
That here its sacred pledges tastes.

L.M.

4 Let crowds approach with hearts prepar'd, And round thy holy table bend;

Nor, when we leave our Master's board,
The pleasure or the profit end.

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5 Revive thy dying churches, Lord!
And bid our drooping graces live;
And more that energy afford,

A Saviour's blood alone can give.

Remembering Jesus.

Luke xxii, 19, 44; xxiii, 33.

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 Can I Gethsemane 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! my Sacrifice!
I must remember Thee.

5 Remember Thee, and all thy pains,
And all thy love to me!

C. M.

Yes! while a pulse or breath remains
Will I remember Thee.

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Believers fed at the holy table.

Ps. lxxx, 1.

Mark xiv, 22-24. 1 Cor. x, 16.

8.7.

ISRAEL'S Shepherd! guide me, feed me, Through my pilgrimage below; And beside the waters lead me, Where thy flock rejoicing go, Lest I err, thine aid disdaining, And forsake thy shelt'ring fold, Heedless of thy grace constraining, In the strength of nature bold. 2 Lord thy guardian presence ever, Meekly kneeling, I implore; Now thy grace hath found me, never Would I wander from Thee more: Oh! how sweet, how comfortable, In the wilderness to see Rich provisions, and a table

Spread for sinners, spread for me! 3 Here thy bounty still partaking,

In these signs of bread and wine,
Freely all things else forsaking,
I behold the Saviour mine:
In his bruised body broken,
In the shedding of his blood,
See, my soul, a gracious token,
Sure and full for every good.