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727. T. 582. O BLEST Redeemer! in thy side COME, lowly souls, that mourn,
Upon the cross was made a wound: Depress?d with grief and shame, The fountain by which we are purg'd, Washin your Saviour's cleansing blood, Wherein our sin and guiltare drown'd, And call
his name.. 2 Water and blood in streams hence 2 Rejoice, ye contrite hearts, ran,
The blood which Jesus spilt, And on the earth were freely spilt; ! While we with water you baptize, Water to sanctify and cleanse;
Will wash away your guilt. Blood to atone for heinous guilt.
3 While with repenting tears 3 This wondrous grace to represent
Your sins you now deplore, Baptismal waters were design'd,
Christwith his blood will blot them out, In which thou, Lord, wast bury'd
Remember them no more. too,
4 Ye who in Christ believe, To thy great Father's will resign'd.
And to his sceptre bow, 4 Thus penitents who die to sin Sing your Redeemer's love, and tell With thee are bury'd in thy grave,
What he hath done for
you. Thus quicken'd to a life divine 5 Unspotted robes you wear,
Their souls a resurrection have. Your sighs to songs are turn'd: 5 And though their bodies turn to Garments of praise adorn you now, dust,
Who late in ashes mourid. This holy symbol doth assure: 6 Ye with your Lord are ris’n; The resurrection of the just
Aspire to things above, Shall render them once bright and Mansions for you your
Lord prepares, pure.
In realms of light and love.
XXXV. Of the HOLY COMMUNION.
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3 In that most dark and doleful night, SEE Jesus seated 'midst his own, When Jesus was betrayed, With pensive mind oppressed,
And, viewing hell's collected might, Foreboding pangs and griefs unknown, As man felt sore dismayed; Amazed and distressed;
Yet see his face with matchless grace Strong fears beset-but'stronger yet Shine on his flock with healing, Love's pow'r his soul then moved, Pardon and peace revealing. And love the conqu’ror proved.
4 In bread and wine to them he gave 2 With great desire he long'd, before His sacred body broken, His final, bitter suff'ring,
His blood, shed guilty souls to save; To eat the passover once more,
For thus the Lord hath spoken,
To heal, revive and cheer us.
I have my
5 Lord Christ, I thank thee for thy grace,
HAPPY race-of witnesses !
Whom God's Spirit doth ordain Now seal me thinémand be thou mine, To makeknown-what God hath done; That nought on earth me ever
Ye can only vict'ry gain From thy communion sever.
By that sacred cov'nant blood,
Which the fathers, bold in God, 6 'Tis here my needy soul is fed,
Wrote in faith on ev'ry duor, But not with food terrestrial; That the slayer might pass o'er. Thy body is my living bread,
2 Israel's seed-from slav'ry freed Thy blood my drink celestial : And at thy feet-my rest bow sweet! But the bride of Christ, who dy'd
Eat with joy their paschal Lamb; Here may station,
Her from bondage to redeem, A trophy of thy passion.
Hath another passover; 7 And when I once, of heav'nly bliss (There the shadow, substance here :)
And perfect love possessed, She enjoys the flesh and blood Shall see my Saviour, as he is, Of the slaughter'd Lamb of God. The Lamb for ever blessed,
3 Here we now-most humbly bow, Still shall each breath-show forth his
Being met in Jesus' name, death;
Who for us--dy'd on the cross My voice shall swell the chorus,
Bearing our reproach and shame, To sing that song most glorious. 'Fore the Father, 'fore the Son,
And the Spirit, Three in One,
With the countless heav'nly host,
4 Ere we taste--the rich repast, Before his suff'rings, he took bread,
Which he offers graciously, Bless'd it, and brake it, and then said: On our food, -his flesh and blood, “ Take, eat; this is my body giv'n
Feasting in the sanctuary, For you, and offer'd on the tree.
Ere the sacrament t' enjoy, Perform this ord'nance as I do,
We with awe to him draw nigh: And doing it, remember me.” We in love and fellowship 2 Then after supper took the cup,
This communion love-feast keep. And having given thanks, he said : 5 Eat and rest--at this great feast; “ 'Tis the New Testʼment in my blood, Then to serve him freely go, The blood for you
shed. As it is for pilgrims fit, Take this, and drink
As disciples ought to do;
An innumerable throng: Which made thee ours, and made us “ Lamb, once slain,--to thee perlain thine.
Thanks and praise" will be their song. We thus commemorate thy death, Hallelujah" will they cry Till thou shalt once again appear : Singing in sweet harmony, Meanwhile remember, gracious Lord, " 'Midst all trials we v'ercame Us thy unworthy follwers here. Only by thy blood, O Lamb!"
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733.* T. 242. JESUS, how great was thy desire, As oft as we expect the favor,
Once more to eat the paschal lamb That in the sacrament our Saviour With thy dear ftock ! O what love's fire Himself will unto his people give,
Did here thy sorr'wing soul inflame! We weep for joy and grief: Each precious word thy kindness For joy, 'that we're thus brought nigh showeth,
Afford to him in word and in demeanor; 2 Thy love is great beyond all measure, Yea, sometimes frustrate his gracious Thence we derive eternal good;
And Thou grantest us, O what a treasure!
purposes Thy holy body, and thy blood;
Ah, then in faith we sigh, Lord Jesus, was it not sufficient
And to our Saviour cry: That thou shouldst die for our offence, O that thy hand, for us once pierced But, out of love, thou ev'ry patient
thro', Wouldst heal, and make thy re
Might bless all of us now, sidence!
And give absolving grace: 3 O love divine ! how strong, how ar
Lord, leave with us thy peace! dent! More strong than death! our life to
DEAR Lord! this congregation Th’incarnate God, thro' love most fer
Is poor, despise her not; vent,
She's taken with thy passion, Was as a Lamb for sinners slain.
As were she on the spot, Love urg'd the sov'reign great Creator, When, earning her election, 'Fore whom the universe doth shake,
Thy heart-strings broke in death; By whom all things subsist in nature, That stirs up her affection, Once in the earth his grave to make!
And gives her life and breath.
2 Shouldst thou desire her beauty, 792. T. 590.
For shame she hides her face; THAT doleful night before his death, And shouldst thou look for duty, The Lamb, for sinners slain,
Her only plea is grace: Did almost with his latest breath
Tho we are poor
and needy, This solenin feast ordain,
Yet we're thy property; To keep thy feast, Lord, are we met, When we enjoy thy body And to remember thee :
And blood, how blest are we! Help each poor sinner to repeat, “For me he dy'd, for me.”
T. 146. 2 Thysuff'rings Lord, each sacred sign WHERE my Redeemer's blood To our remembrance brings;
And sweat the earth did cover, We feed upon thy love divine, May ev'ry sinful thought Forget all earthly things,
Be now interr'd for ever; O tune our voices, and inflame Lord Jesus, grant my wish, Our hearts with love to thee,
thine abide, That each may gratefully proclaim, And by thy holy flesh “ My Saviour dy'd for me !"
And blood bé sanctify'd.
He gave us his flesh to eat,
And to drink, his precious blood :
All who sick and needy are Since mortals may tread
May receive in him a share. The holiest of all,
3 Hither each afflicted soul And deeply abas'd 'fore the mercy-seat
May repair, tho' filld with grief;
To the sick, not to the whole, 2 Admit us, we pray,
The Physician brings relief; On this solemn day,
Fear not, therefore, but draw nigh, To thee to draw nigh,
He will all your wants supply. And thy holy body and blood to enjoy. 4 He who in self-righteousness
Fixeth any hope or stay, 737.
Hath not on a wedding dress, SUFF'RING Saviour, Lamb of God,
And with shame is sent away : How hast thou been used !
To the hungry, weary heart, With God's sin-avenging rod
He will food and rest impart. Soul and body bruised!
5 But examine first your case,
Whether you be in the faith; 2 We, for whom thou once wast slain,
Do We, whose sins did pierce thee,
you mourn for pard’ning grace? Now commemorate thy pain,
Is your only hope his death?
Then, howe'er your soul's opprest, And implore thy mercy.
Come, you are a worthy guest. 3 What can we poor sinners do, 6 He who Jesus' mercy knows, When temptations seize us !
Is from wrath and
freed; Nought have we to look unto
Love unto our neighbor shows But the blood of Jesus,
That we are his flock indeed : 4. Pardon all our sins, O Lord;
Thus we may in all our ways All our weakness pity ;
Show forth our Redeemer's praise, Guide us safely by thy word
T. 58. To the heav'nly city.
CHRIST was revealed in the flesh 5 O sustain us on the road Thro' this desert dreary;
Tosuffer death upon the shamefulcross ; Feed us with thy flesh and blood
Now.his holy body, for sinners given, When we're faint and weary. Is our souls' food, until we shall in 6 Bid uş call to mind thy cross,
Adore his name. Our hard hearts to soften;
2 With thirsty souls we drink the saOften Saviour, feast us thus,
cred blood, For we need it often.
Which flow'd from Jesus Christ, the
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To procure for sinners complete salvaTo avert from men God's wrath
When he became the full propitiation
For all our sins, Jesus suffer'd in our stead ; By an ignominious death
3 While we partake thereof in hum, He a full atonement made:
ble faith, And by his most precious blood
We show forth Jesus'sin-atoning death, Brought us sinners nigh to God,
And with deep abasement the congre
gation 2 That we never should forget Gives glory, honor, praise and adoras This great love on us bestow'd,
Unto the Lamb,
Thou know'st thy destination
Is to abide in Christ by faith, THE holy bread which now we break, And to show forth our Saviour's death, The cup of which we all partake, Walk then as children of the light, Is the participation
Live to his praise by day and night;
We vow again
Thine to remain :
“ This is my blood, for you’tis shed.” Lord, we draw near
741.* T. 126, Thy table here With childlike fear :
dearest Brother, Dear Jesus, to our hearts appear. (Saith one of low degree,) 2Mostholy Lord, thouknow'stourwants, Who tho' the Father's equal And how each needy sinner pants Became a man like me,
For thee, our Lord and Saviour: And on the ignominious tree O may our hungry souls be fed Aton'd for my transgressions With thee, the true life-giving Bread, 'Tis he most certainly! And taste thy matchless favor :
2 Ye who believe on Jesus, O may thy blood, the stream of life,
And on account of sin Our thirst assuage, our souls revive.
Have mourn’d with pungent sorrow, Thou living Vine, each branch supply; Our souls and bodies sanctify:
But now feel joy within,
What think And grant that we
ye, that to him on high,
'Fore whom ev'n John did tremble, Abide in thee
Ye dare approach so nigh? Continually; Yea, bear such fruit as pleaseth thee. 3 He show'rs his choicest blessings 3 O Lord, who dost thyself impart.
This day upon each heart,
And thus to soul and body In mercy to each contrite heart,
Salvation doth impart. Enjoying the communion:
That blood which on the cross he shed Grant that we may be one in thee, May love each other heartily,
Our drink is, and his body And thus abide in union.
Is our true heav'nly bread. Let nothing’mongst thy flock take place 4 He said, “ My flesh is truly Which tends thy doctrine to disgrace; Meat, and my blood is drink :" By faith and love in all we do, So did, unto his glory, 0 may we, to thy honor, show
The Lord's disciples think. In all our ways
We with the heart believe it too, The boundless grace
And can with full assurance Thy love displays,
Declare it to be true. Which in the sacrament we trace.
5 In spirit we behold him 4 Now bless and praise the slaughter'd As dying in our stead; Lamb,
We may approach with boldness Extol his saving Jesus' name,
To him in all our need. Thou favor'd congregation ! Th' enjoyment of this heav'nly feast Which at the table of our Lord
Make us, his congregation, Hast eat and drank with one accord ;' In soul and body chaste,