With all-engaging charms ; Hark! how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms. cr 2 Permit them to approach, He cries, Nor scorn their humble name; For'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came. Amen. ELIZA F. MORRIS. mp 2 Such helpless babes Thou didst embrace While dwelling here below; To us and ours, Ŏ God of grace, The same compassion show. mp 3 In early days their hearts secure From worldly snares, we pray; cr And let them to the end endure In every righteous way. Amen. THOS. HAWEIS. 411 'Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.' mf 3 We bring them, Lord, in thank-m A LITTLE child the Saviour ful hands, And yield them up to Thee: Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, Thine let our offspring be. 410 Amen. P. DODDRIDGE. 'I will establish My covenant be tween Me and thee, and thy seed after thee.' mfOUR children, Lord, in faith and prayer We now devote to Thee; Let them Thy covenant mercies share, And Thy salvation see. came, The mighty God was still His name; And angels worshipped, as He lay, The seeming infant of a day. mp 2 He who, a little child, began The life divine to show to man, cr Proclaims from heaven the mesLet little children come to me.' sage free, 3 We bring them, Lord, and with the sign Of sprinkled water name them Thine; mf Their souls with saving grace endow, Baptize them with Thy Spirit now. mf5 Remember Thee, and all Thy mp 3 When we taste the mystic pains, And all Thy love to me; cr Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, f Will I remember Thee. p6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, f Jesus, remember me. Amen. 416 wine, Of Thine outpoured blood the sign, cr Fill our hearts with love divine. p 4 Draw us to Thy wounded side, cr Whence there flowed the healing dim There our sins and sorrows tide; hide. mf 5 From the bonds of sin release; Cold and wavering faith increase; dim Lamb of God, grant us Thy peace! mf 6 Lead us by Thy pierced hand, cr Till around Thy throne we stand, 'My flesh is meat indeed, and My In the bright and better land. blood is drink indeed.' Amen. RT. HALL BAYNES. 'He that cometh to Me shall never hunger, and he that believeth on Me shall never thirst.' mp 2 Now while the symbols of mf Before Thy saints are set, cr 3 Come, and o'ershadow with This lonely heart of mine; mf 4 My 'meat indeed,' my 'drink indeed' Art Thou, my gracious Lord Help Thou my soul by faith to feed On this Thy precious word, er 5 Till nourished, strengthened, satisfied, My glad and thankful heart Forgets the things Thou hast denied In those Thou dost impart. 417 Amen. 'The cup of blessing which we bless, is it not the communion of the blood of Christ? The bread which we break, is it not the communion of the body of Christ?' mf JESUS, to Thy table led, Now let every heart be fed p 2 While upon Thy cross we gaze ESUS, Thou Joy of loving Jhearts. Thou Fount of life, Thou Light of men ! From the best bliss that earth imparts We turn unfilled to Thee again. mf 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on Thee call; cr To them that seek Thee Thou art good; fTo them that find Thee, All in all ! mf 3 We taste Thee, O Thou living Bread, And long to feast upon Thee still; We drink of Thee the Fountainhead, cr And thirst our souls from Thee to fill. p 4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee Where'er our changeful lot is cast; cr Glad when Thy gracious smile we see, Blest when our faith can hold p5 0 Jesus, ever with us stay, cr Chase the dark night of sin away; Shed o'er the world Thy holy light. Amen. BERNARD of Clairvaux, tr. RAY PALMER. 419 'As they were eating, Jesus took bread and blessed it; and He took the cup and gave thanks.' 'TWA WAS on that night, when doomed to know The eager rage of every foe, That night in which He was betrayed, The Saviour of the world took bread, mp 2. And, after thanks and glory given To Him that rules in earth and heaven, That symbol of His flesh He broke, And thus to all His followers spoke : cr 3 My broken body thus I give For you, for all; take, eat, and live; And oft the sacred rite renew That brings my wondrous love to view. mf2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes! Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! cr.Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food! mf3 O let Thy table honored be, And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see That here its sacred pledges tastes. cr 4 Let crowds approach with hearts prepared, [tend: With hearts inflamed let all atNor when we leave our Father's board The pleasure or the profit end. mf 5 Revive Thy dying Churches, Lord! And bid our drooping graces live; cr And more, that energy afford A Saviour's love alone can give. Amen. P. DODDRIDGE. 'Ye do show the Lord's death till He come. words P'TILL He come'-O let the Linger on the trembling chords; Let the little while between In their golden light be seen; cr Let us think how heaven and home dim Lie beyond that "Till He come.' p 2 When the weary ones we love Enter on their rest above, Seems the earth so poor and vast, All our life-joy overcast? dim Hush, be every murmur dumb: It is only 'Till He come.' cr 3 Clouds and conflicts round us press: Would we have one sorrow less? All the sharpness of the cross, All that tells the world is loss, dim Death, and darkness and the tomb, pp Only whisper 'Till He come.' mf 4 See, the feast of love is spread! Drink the wine, and break the bread: Sweet memorials-till the Lord Call us round His heavenly board; Some from earth, from glory some, cr Severed only 'Till He come.' Amen. E. H. BICKERSTETH. With the last advent we unite, cr By one blest chain of loving rite, Until He come. nor do I need f5 Until the trump of God be heard, mp 5 I have no help but Thine; Until the ancient graves be stirred, And with the great commanding word The Lord shall come. mf 6 Oblessed hope! with this elate Let not our hearts be desolate, cr But, strong in faith, in patience Until He come. Amen. GEO. RAWSON. wait 423 cr Another arm save Thine to lean upon; mf It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; cr My strength is in Thy might, Thy might alone. p6 Mine is the sin, (cr) but Thine the righteousness; mp Mine is the guilt, (cr) but Thine Thy blood, Thy righteousness, mf7 Feast after feast thus comes and passes by; cr Yet passing, points to the glad feast above, Giving sweet foretastes of the festal joy. f The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love. Amen. H. BONAB. |