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4 We are persuaded now,

That nothing can divide

Thy children from thy boundless love,
Displayed in him who died;-

5 Who died to make us sure

Of mercy, truth, and peace;

And from the power and pains of sin
To bring a full release.

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Communion Hymn.

WATTS.

1 HOW are thy glories here displayed, Great God, how bright they shine, While at thy word we break the bread, And pour the flowing wine!

2 Thy saints attend, with every grace,
On this great sacrifice,

And Love appears with cheerful face,
And Faith with fixed eyes.

3 Our Hope in waiting posture sits,
To Heaven directs her sight;
Here every warmer passion meets,
And warmer powers unite.

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FURNESS.

A Communion Hymn.

1 O FOR a prophet's fire,

O for an angel's tongue,

To speak the mighty love of Him
Who on the cross was hung!

2 In vain our hearts attempt,

In language meet, to tell

How through a thousand sorrows burned
That flame unquenchable.

3 Yet would we praise that love,
Beyond expression dear;

Come, gather round this table, then,
And celebrate it here.

4 Here, in the bread and wine,
Your dying Savior view;
Thus did he give his body up,
And thus his blood, for you.
5 These symbols of his death,

O, with what power they speak!
Prophetic lips and angels' lyres,
Compared with these, are weak.

6 And shall they plead in vain
With our forgetful souls?

Forbid it, God, while through our veins
The vital current rolls.

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E. TAYLOR.

Proper Dispositions for the Communion.

1 O, HERE, if ever, God of love,
Let strife and hatred cease,
And every thought harmonious move,
And every heart be peace.

2 Not here, where met to think on him
Whose latest thoughts were ours,
Shall mortal passions come to dim
The prayer devotion pours.

3 No, gracious Master, not in vain.
Thy life of love hath been;

The peace thou gav'st may yet remain,
Though thou no more art seen.

4 "Thy kingdom come; " we watch, we wait, To hear thy cheering call,

When heaven shall ope its glorious gate,
And God be all in all.

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PARADISE ST. COL.

Grateful Remembrance of Christ.

1 JESUS, the Friend of man,
Invites us to his board:
The welcome summons we obey,
And own our gracious Lord.

2 Here we survey that love

Which spoke in every breath,
Which crowned each action of his life,
And triumphed in his death.

3 Then let our powers unite,

His honored name to raise;
Let grateful joy fill every mind,
And every voice be praise.

4 And while we share the gifts
Which from his gospel flow,

O, may our hearts, to all mankind,
With warm affection glow.
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BEDDOME.

For Communicants.

1 YE followers of the Prince of Peace,
Who round his table draw,
Remember what his spirit was,
What his peculiar law.

2 The love which all his bosom filled,
Did all his actions guide;

Inspired by love he lived and taught;
Inspired by love he died.

3 Let each the sacred law fulfil;
Like his be every mind;

Be every temper formed by love,
And every action kind.

4 Let none who call themselves his friends,
Disgrace the honored name;
But, by a near resemblance, prove
The title which they claim.

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Crucifixion to the World.

WATTS.

1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride.
2 See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down:
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

3 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small : Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

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PARADISE ST. COL.

Reflections on the Death of Jesus.

1 WITH warm affection let us view,
With pious grief improve,

The solemn and impressive scene
Of Jesus' dying love.

2 Not all the malice of his foes
His pity could subdue;

"Forgive them, Father!" he exclaimed;
"They know not what they do."

3 0, what a love was here displayed,
Beyond our utmost thought!
How pure the lessons, how sublime,
In life and death he taught!

4 Let not his sacred truths by us
Be lost or misapplied;

Nor let our thoughtless hearts forget
That 'twas for us he died.

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BACHE.

"Greater Love hath no Man than this."

1 SEE how he loved!" exclaimed the Jews, As tender tears from Jesus fell;

My grateful heart the thought pursues,
And on the theme delights to dwell.

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