No more, my God! I boast no more,
Of all the duties I have done;

I quit the hopes I held before,
To trust the merits of thy Son.

2 Now, for the love I bear his name,
What was my gain, I count my loss;
My former pride I call my shame,
And nail my glory to his cross.

3 Yes, and I must, and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' sake; Oh! may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake.

4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne; But faith can answer thy demands, By pleading what my Lord has done. 1066

Acts 2:46.

To Jesus, our exalted Lord,

STEELE.

That name in heaven and earth adored,
Fain would our hearts and voices raise
A cheerful song of sacred praise.

2 But all the notes which mortals know,
Are weak, and languishing, and low;
Far, far above our humble songs,
The theme demands immortal tongues.

3 Yet whilst around his board we meet,
And worship at his sacred feet,
Oh, let our warm affections move,
In glad return of grateful love.

John 6:35.

ANON.

My God, and is thy table spread,
And doth thy cup with love o'erflow?
Thither be all thy children led,
And let them all thy 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 Oh, let thy table honored be,
And furnished well with joyous guests;
And may each soul salvation see,
That here its sacred pledges tastes.

4 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

One God whom heaven and earth adore,
From men, and from the angel-host,
Be praise and glory evermore!

ACCORDING 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,
Then, Lord, remember me!

2 Now, Saviour, now thyself reveal,
And make thy nature known;
Affix thy blessed Spirit's seal,
And stamp us for thine own.
3 Obedient to thy gracious word,
We break the hallowed bread,
Commemorate our dying Lord,
And trust on thee to feed.

4 The cup of blessing, blest by thee,
Let it thy blood impart;
The broken bread thy body be,
To cheer each languid heart.

OPPREST with noon-day's scorching heat, To yonder cross I flee;

Beneath its shelter take my seat:

No shade like this for me!

2 Beneath that cross clear waters burst,
A fountain sparkling free;
And there I quench my desert thirst:
No spring like this for me.

3 A stranger here, I pitch my tent
Beneath this spreading tree;
Here shall my pilgrim life be spent:
No home like this for me!

4 For burdened ones a resting-place,
Beside that cross I see;

I here cast off my weariness:
No rest like this for me!

2 While all our hearts, and all our songs, Join to admire the feast,

Each of us cries, with thankful tongue,-
"Lord, why was I a guest?"

3 "Why was I made to hear thy voice,
And enter while there's room,
When thousands makea wretched choice,
And rather starve than come?"

4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast,
That sweetly drew us in;
Else we had still refused to taste,
And perished in our sin.

5 Pity the nations, O our God!

Constrain the earth to come;
Send thy victorious word abroad,
And bring the strangers home.
1073
PREPARE US, Lord, to view thy cross,

2 Chron. 30: 18.

ANON.

Who all our griefs hast borne;
To look on thee, whom we have pierced,
To look on thee, and mourn.

2 While thus we mourn, we would rejoice, And, as thy cross we see,

Let each exclaim in faith and hope"The Saviour died for me !"

John 6:34.

ANON.

TOGETHER with these symbols, Lord,
Thy blessed self impart;

And let thy holy flesh and blood
Feed the believing heart.

2 Let us from all our sins be washed
In thy atoning blood;
And let thy Spirit be the seal

That we are born of God.

3 Come, Holy Ghost, with Jesus' love,
Prepare us for this feast;
Oh! let us banquet with our Lord,
And lean upon his breast.

1076

WHEN on Sinai's top I sec
God descend, in majesty,
To proclaim his holy law,
All my spirit sinks with awe.
2 When, in ecstacy sublime,

Tabor's glorious steep I climb,
At the too transporting light,
Darkness rushes o'er my sight.
3 When on Calvary I rest,

God, in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 4 Here I would forever stay,

Weep and gaze my soul away;

Thou art heaven on earth to me,
Lovely, mournful Calvary!