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3 Thine's an everlasting Love:
We have sorely tried Thee.
Whom have we in heaven above,
Whom on earth beside Thee?
4 What can helpless sinners do,
When temptations seize us?
Naught have we to look unto,
But the Blood of Jesus.

5 Pardon all our baseness, Lord;
All our weakness pity:
Guide us safely by Thy Word
To the heavenly city.

60 sustain us on the road

Through this desert dreary.
Feed us with Thy Flesh and Blood,
When we're faint and weary.

7 Bid us call to mind Thy Cross
Our hard hearts to soften.

Often, Savior, feast us thus;
For we need it often.

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Joseph Hart. 1762.

78.

1 BREAD of heaven, on Thee we feed,
For Thy Flesh is meat indeed;
Ever may our souls be fed

With this true and living Bread.

2 Vine of heaven, Thy Blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice;

Lord, Thy wounds our healing give;
To Thy Cross we look and live.

3 Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the life of Him who died,
Lord of life, O let us be

Rooted, grafted, built on Thee!

Joseph Conder. 1836. a.

After Communion.

337 Wie wohl hast Du gelabet.
10 LIVING Bread from heaven,

How hast Thou fed Thy guest!
The gifts Thou now hast given
Have filled my heart with rest.
O wondrous Food of blessing,
O Cup that heals our woes!
My heart, this gift possessing,
In thankful song o'erflows.

2 My Lord, Thou here hast led me
Within Thy holiest place,
And there Thyself hast fed me
With treasures of Thy grace:
And Thou hast freely given
What earth could never buy,
The Bread of Life from heaven,
That now I shall not die!

3 Thou givest all I wanted,
The Food can death destroy;
And Thou hast freely granted
The Cup of endless joy.
Ah, Lord, I do not merit

The favor Thou hast shown,

And all my soul and spirit

Bow down before Thy throne!

4 Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened
With heavenly Food, while here
My course on earth is lengthened,
I serve with holy fear:

246

And when Thou callest my spirit
To leave this world below,
I enter, through Thy merit,
Where joys unmingled flow.

7,6.

From Miss Winkworth. 1858.
Tr. John Rist. 1651.

338

Trochaic 7, 6.

1 LORD, accept our feeble praise
For the banquet given;

Though unworthy, we would raise
Hearts and hands to heaven.

2 Of the streams of grace divine
We have now been tasting:
On the mystic bread and wine
With rich comfort feasting.
3 Meat indeed Thy Flesh we find,
Drink Thy Blood so precious;
Jesus, Savior, Thou art kind,
Merciful and gracious!

4 On our guilty souls Thy rod
Falls with gentle chidings;
And Thou healest with Thy Blood
All our great backslidings.

5 May we to Thy bleeding Cross
Soul and body fasten;
All for Jesus count but loss,
To His coming hasten.
6 None from trials are below
Totally exempted;
All-sufficient grace bestow,
Succor, Lord, the tempted.

7 To Thy Name, for evermore,
Be all glory given;

339

1

None on earth will we adore,
None but Thee in heaven.

Unknown. 1757.

AUTHOR of life divine,
Who hast a table spread,
Furnished with living Wine,
And everlasting Bread,

H. M.

Preserve the life Thyself hast given,
And feed and train us up for heaven. .
2 * Our needy souls sustain

With fresh supplies of love,
Till all Thy life we gain,

And all Thy goodness prove;

And, strengthened by Thy perfect grace,
Behold, without a veil, Thy face.

340

C. Wesley. 1745. a.

CALLING.

1 THE Savior calls; let every ear
Attend the heavenly sound.

C. M.

Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear;
Hope smiles reviving round.

2 For every thirsty longing heart,
Here streams of bounty flow,

And life, and health, and bliss impart,
To banish mortal woe.

3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise,
To ease your every pain.
Immortal fountain! full supplies!
Nor shall you thirst in vain.

4 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice;
The gracious call obey:

Mercy invites to heavenly joys,
And can you yet delay?

5 Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts;
To Thee let sinners fly,

And take the bliss Thy Love imparts,
And drink, and never die.

Anne Steele. 1760.

341

C. M.
1 THE King of heaven His table spreads,
And dainties crown the board.
Not all the boasted joys of earth
Could such delight afford.

2 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given;

And the rich Blood that Jesus shed
To raise the soul to heaven.

3 Ye hungry poor, who long have strayed
In sin's dark mazes, come;
Come from the hedges and highways,
And Grace will find you room.

4 Thousands of souls, in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here;

And thousands more, still on the way,
Around the board appear.

5 Yet are His house and heart so large,
That thousands more may come;
Nor could the wide assembling world
O'erfill the spacious room.

6 All things are ready: enter in,
Nor weak excuses frame.

342

2

Come, take your places at the feast,
And bless the Founder's Name.

Doddridge. 1755. a.

THE Spirit, in our hearts

Is whispering, "Sinner, come:"

S. M.

The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims
To all His children, "Come!"

Let him that heareth, say
To all about him, "Come!"

Let him that thirsts for righteousness
To Christ, the Fountain, come!

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