689. 2 Yet is his house and heart so large 3 All things are ready; come away, Crowd to your places at the feast, S. M. A Communion Hymn 1 O, FOR a prophet's fire. To speak the mighty love of Him 2 In vain our hearts attempt, FCRNE How through a thousand sorrows burned 3 Yet would we praise that love, Come, gather round this table, then, "This do in remembrance of me." 1 ACCORDING to thy gracious word, This will I do. my dying Lord, 2 Thy body broken for my sake, 691 692 3 Wher to the cross I turn mine eyes, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! 4 Remember tnee, and all thy pains Yea, while a breath, a pulse reinaias, "We love him because he first loved us." 2 O, shall not warmer accents tell To Him who died, our fears to quell, 3 While yet in anguish he surveyed ; What love his latest words displayed; 4 Remember thee! thy death, thy shame, S. M. "Whosvener wil.. let him come!' 1 JESUS invites his friends 693. 2 For us he gave his life; For us he gave his blood; To save from sin our thankless race, 3 Our heavenly Father calls 4 Let all our souls unite L. M. A View of the Cross. WATTS 1 WHEN I Survey the wondrous cross 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 694. C. M. LUTHERAN COLL 695. Close of Communion Service 1 PITY the nations, O our God, Constrain the earth to come; 2 We long to see thy churches full, May with one voice, and heart. and sou., 1 FROM the table now retiring, Which for us the Lord hath spread, 2 His example by beholding, May our lives his image bear; 3 Love to God and man displaying, Peace from God, through endless day! 446 DEDICATIONS; ORDINATIONS; INSTALLATIONS. 696. L. M. MONTGOMERY On Laying the Corner-stone of a Church. 1 THIS stone to thee in faith we lay, We build the temple, Lord, to thee To guard this house from error free. 4 When children's voices raise the song, 697. 5 Thy glory never hence depart; Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone; L. M. Dedication Hymn. 1 THE perfect world by Adam trod, Was the first temple,-built by God; And heaved its pillars, one by one. WILLIS |