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Present with Thy heavenly host,
Thine ordinance to crown :
See a sinful worm of earth!
Bless to him the cleansing flood!
Plunge him, by a second birth,
Into the depths of God.
2 Let the promised inward grace
Accompany the sign;
On his new-born soul impress
The character divine!
Father, all Thy love reveal!
Jesus, all Thy name impart !
Holy Ghost, renew and dwell
For ever in his heart!

The Lord's Supper.

S.M.

C. WESLEY. 1745.

NOME, all who truly bear

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The name of Christ your Lord,
His last mysterious supper share,
And keep His kindest word.
Hereby your faith approve
In Jesus crucified :

"In memory of my dying love,

Do this," He said,

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and died.

The badge and token this,

The sure confirming seal,

That He is ours, and we are His,
The servants of His will;

His dear peculiar ones,

The purchase of His blood;

His blood which once for all atones,

And brings us now to God.

Our Master's honoured Name;

Stand forth His faithful witnesses,
True followers of the Lamb.

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In proof that such we are,
His saying we receive,

And thus to all mankind declare
We do in Christ believe.

Part of His church below,
We thus our right maintain;
Our living membership we show,
And in the fold remain,

The sheep of Israel's fold,
In England's pastures fed;

And fellowship with all we hold,
Who hold it with our Head.

C.M.
Luke xxii. 19.

MONTGOMERY. 1825.

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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AMB of God, whose bleeding love
We now recall to mind,

Send the answer from above,

And let us mercy find;

Think on us, who think on Thee;
And every struggling soul release;
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace!

By Thine agonizing pain,

And bloody sweat, we pray,
By Thy dying love to man,

Take all our sins away:

Burst our bonds, and set us free;
From all iniquity release ;

O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.

Let Thy blood, by faith applied,

The sinner's pardon seal;
Speak us freely justified,

And all our sickness heal;
By Thy passion on the tree,
Let our griefs and troubles cease;
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.

Never will we hence depart,
Till Thou our wants relieve,
Write forgiveness on our heart,
And all Thine image give!
Still our souls shall cry to Thee,
Till perfected in holiness,
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go

in peace !

COME, Thou everlasting Spirit,

Bring to every thankful mind
Bring

All the Saviour's dying merit,
All His sufferings for mankind!
True Recorder of His passion,
Now the living faith impart ;
Now reveal His great salvation;
Preach His gospel to our heart.
2 Come, Thou Witness of His dying;
Come, Remembrancer Divine !
Let us feel Thy power, applying
Christ to every soul,-and mine!
Let us groan Thine inward groaning;
Look on Him we pierc'd, and grieve;
All receive the grace atoning,

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All the sprinkled blood receive.

S.M.

ET all who truly bear

C. WESLEY. 1745.

The bleeding Saviour's name,

Their faithful hearts with us prepare,
And eat the Paschal Lamb.

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Our every want supplies;

And still we by His death are blest,
And share His sacrifice.

Who thus our faith employ,
His sufferings to record,
E'en now we mournfully enjoy

Communion with our Lord.

We, too, with Him are dead,
And shall with Him arise;

The cross on which He bows His head,
Shall lift us to the skies.

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L.M.

DODDRIDGE. 1755.

My God, and is Thy table spread?

And does Thy cup with love o'erflow?

Thither be all Thy children led,

And let them all its sweetness know.

2 Hail! sacred feast, which Jesus makes,
Rich banquet of His flesh and blood;
Thrice happy he, who here partakes
That sacred stream, that heavenly food.

3 0 let Thy table honoured be,

And furnished well with joyful guests;
And may each soul salvation see,

That here its sacred pledges tastes.

4 Let crowds approach with hearts prepared,
With hearts inflamed let all attend ;
And having felt Thy presence here,
Let not the joy or profit end.

5 Revive Thy dying churches, Lord,
And bid our drooping graces live;
And more, that energy afford,

A Saviour's blood alone can give.

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C.M.

C. WESLEY. 1742.

JESU, at whose supreme command,

thus approach to God,

Before us in Thy vesture stand,
Thy vesture dipp'd in blood!
2 Obedient to Thy gracious word,
We break the hallowed bread,
Commemorate Thee, our dying Lord,
And trust on Thee to feed.

3 Now, Saviour, now Thyself reveal,
And make Thy nature known;
Affix Thy blessed Spirit's seal,
And stamp us for Thine own.

4 The tokens of Thy dying love
O let us all receive,

And feel the quickening Spirit move,
And sensibly believe!

5 The cup of blessing, blest by Thee,
Let it Thy blood impart ;

The bread Thy mystic body be,
And cheer each languid heart.