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Thy grace can full assistance lend,
554. L. M. Hart.
Who would believe thy gracious word;
A sink of sin and unbelief.
And vent'ring hard, behold I come;
Among thy children room for me.
But O, my soul wants more than sign;
And drink thy blood as shed for me.
And I'm a sinner, vile indeed!
555. L. M. Dobell. Association Hymn... All Believers are bidden by Christ
to his Table....Num. ix. 14....Acts xv. 10.
Each sect and party so agree,
As members of one common Lord!
Here we behold the Saviour's grace
Which sweetly pleads for us with God.
That love may spread from shore to shore; 'Till all the saints, like us, combine,
To praise the Lamb in songs divine.] 4 To all we freely give our hand,
Who love the Lord in ev'ry land;
For all are one in Christ our Head,
To whom be endless honors paid.
What boundless curses were our due :
More than was lost is now restor'd.
No more in christian bosoms dwell;
556. L. M. Fellows.
AUGHTERS of Sion, ye who sing
The lofty praises of your King:
And of his boundless glory tell :
Why should they longer lingering wait?
Why should they longer stay without? 3 Gently reprove them for delay;
In softest language chide their stay ;
Ye blessed of the Lord, come in !
Ye that believe his holy word ;
The food with which his saints are fed. 5 Your Saviour's boundless goodness prove,
And feast on his redeeming love :
557. C. M. Stennett, altered.
To feed on food divine;
Thy precious blood the wine. 2 He that prepares this rich repast, Himself comes down and dies
i And then invites us thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.
O what delightful food;
But think on nobler good.'
Upon th' accursed tree,
'Twas all procur'd for me.
Dear Saviour, so divine:
558. C. M. Cole, altered.
Is meat and drink, indeed!
Do ev'ry type exceed:
Is meat and drink indeed!
How Jacob's tribes were freed:
GREAT God; we now surround thy board,
4 The manna and the cheering stream,
For Israel's daily need,
This meat and drink indeed!
Enjoin'd on all his seed;
Is meat and drink indeed!
But faith on Christ can feed ;
And meet and drink indeed!
LORD, at thy table. I behold
559. C. M. Stennett.
The wonders of thy grace ;
Should find a welcome place. 2 I that am all de fild with sin,
A rebel to my God;
And trampled on his blood.
That such a soul has room!
My Jesus bids me come,
The feast was made for you ;
And rose, and triumph'd too. 15 With humble faith, and thankful hearts,
Lord, we accept thy love :
What will it be above !! 6 Had I ten-thousand hearts, dear Lord,
I'd give them all to thee;
Had I ten-thousand tongues, they all
Should join the harmony.
560. 8. 8. 6. Godwin, altered.
Christ crucified.... John xix. 30. i IS
S this my Jesus, this my God,
Whose body all o'er stain'd with blood, Hangs on th' accursed tree? Who bows his head, opprest with pain ; But midst it all doth not complain?
Yes, O my soul, 'tis he! 2 Is this my Saviour, this my Lord, Whose feet and hands with nails are bor'd,
And fasten'd to the tree ; Whose sacred head with thorns is crown'd, Whose pierced side receives the wound?
Yes, O my soul, 'tis he!
High lifted on the tree ;
Yes, O my soul, 'tis he !
Oh!-never let it be!
To all eternity!
561. 5. 6. 11. Wesley. Sufferings and Death of Jesus.... Lam. i. 12. 1
To Jesus draw nigh,
Our ransom and peace,
Our surety he is,