3 And we, O Lord, who now partake Of resurrection life,

With every sin, for thy dear sake,
Would be at constant strife.

4 Baptized into the Father's name,
We'd walk as sons of God;
Baptized in thine, we own thy claim
As ransomed by thy blood.
5 Baptized into the Holy Ghost,
We'd keep his temple pure,

And make thy grace our only boast,
And by thy strength endure.

Mary P. Bowly.

S. M.

ITES cannot change the heart,
Undo the evil done,

Or with the uttered name impart
The nature of thy Son.

2 To meet our desperate want,
There gushed a crimson flood:
O from his heart's o'erflowing font
Baptize this soul with blood!
3 Be grace from Christ our Lord,
And love from God supreme,
By the communing Spirit poured
In a perpetual stream!

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William M. Bunting.

COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

Honor the means ordained by thee;

Make good our apostolic boast,

And own thy glorious ministry.

2 We now thy promised blessing claim; Sent to disciple all mankind,

Sent to baptize into thy name,

We now thy promised presence find.

3 Father, in these reveal thy Son;
In these, for whom we seek thy face,
The hidden mystery make known,
The inward, pure, baptizing grace.
4 Jesus, with us thou always art;
Effectual make the sacred sign;
The gift unspeakable impart,

And bless the ordinance divine.
5 Eternal Spirit, from on high,
Baptizer of our spirits thou,
The sacramental seal apply,

And witness with the water now.

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At a child's baptism.

Charles Wesley.

THIS child we dedicate to thee,

God of grace and purity!

L. M.

Shield it from sin and threatening wrong,
And let thy love its life prolong.
2 O may thy Spirit gently draw
Its willing soul to keep thy law;
May virtue, piety, and truth,
Dawn even with its dawning youth.
3 We, too, before thy gracious sight,
Once shared the blest baptismal rite,
And would renew its solemn vow
With love, and thanks, and praises, now.
4 Grant that, with true and faithful heart,
We still may act the Christian's part,
Cheered by each promise thou hast given,
And laboring for the prize in heaven.

833

IN

THE LORD'S SUPPER.

Its institution.

Tr. by 8. Gilman.

L. M. 67.

N that sad, memorable night,
When Jesus was for us betrayed,

He left his death-recording rite:

He took, and blest, and brake the bread;

And gave his own their last bequest,
And thus his love's intent expressed:
2 "Take, eat, this is my body, given
To purchase life and peace for you,
Pardon, and holiness, and heaven:
Do this, my dying love to show:
Accept your precious legacy,

And thus, my friends, remember me."
3 He took into his hands the cup,
To crown the sacramental feast,
And, full of kind concern, looked up,
And gave to them what he had blest;
And, "Drink ye all of this," he said,
"In solemn memory of the dead.

4 "This is my blood, which seals the new Eternal covenant of my grace;

My blood, so freely shed for you,
For you and all the sinful race;
My blood, that speaks your sins forgiven,
And justifies your claim to heaven."

834

THE

The invitation.

Charles Wesley.

C. M.

HE King of heaven his table spreads,
And blessings crown the board;
Not paradise, with all its joys,
Could such delight afford.

2 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given,
Through the rich blood that Jesus shed

To raise our souls to heaven.

3 Millions of souls, in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here;
And millions more, still on the way,
Around the board appear.

4 All things are ready, come away,
Nor weak excuses frame:

Crowd to your places at the feast,
And bless the Founder's name.

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Approaching the table.

C. M.

JESUS, at whose supreme command,
We now approach to God,
Before us in thy vesture stand,
Thy vesture dipped in blood.

2 The tokens of thy dying love
O let us all receive,

And feel the quickening Spirit move,
And sensibly believe.

3 The cup of blessing, blest by thee,
Let it thy blood impart;

The bread thy mystic body be,

To cheer each languid heart.

4 The living bread sent down from heaven,

In us vouchsafe to be:

Thy flesh for all the world is given,
And all may live by thee.

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A

Grateful remembrance.

Charles Wesley.

C. M.

CCORDING 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, my 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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James Montgomery.

Rich gifts of gospel grace.

C. M.

LOVE divine! O matchless grace!
Which in this sacred rite

Shines forth so full, so free, in rays

Of purest living light.

2 O wondrous death! O precious blood! For us so freely spilt,

To cleanse our sin-polluted souls
From every stain of guilt.

3 O covenant of life and peace,
By blood and suffering sealed!
All the rich gifts of gospel grace
Are here to faith revealed.

4 Jesus, we bow our souls to thee,
Our life, our hope, our all,

While we, with thankful, contrite hearts, Thy dying love recall.

5 O may thy pure and perfect love

Be written on our minds;

Nor earth, nor self, nor sin obscure.
The ever-radiant lines.

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The sacred feast.

Edward Turney.

C. M.

memory of the Saviour's love,
We keep the sacred feast,

Where every humble, contrite heart
Is made a welcome guest.