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BOWRING.

Communion Hymn.

1 Nor with terror do we meet
At the board by Jesus spread;
Not in mystery drink and eat

Of the Saviour's wine and bread.

2 T is his memory we record,

"T is his virtues we proclaim; Grateful to our honored Lord,

Here we bless his sacred name.

3 See him, on the dreadful day
Of his mortal agony,

Break the bread, and hear him
say,
"Eat of this, and think of me!"

4 See him standing on the brink

Of the tomb, and hark, he cries,
"Drink the wine, and, as you drink,
O, remember him who dies!"

5 Yes, we will remember thee,

Friend and Saviour; and thy feast
Of all services shall be

Holiest and welcomest.

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PRATT'S COL.

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Spiritual Nourishment.

1 BREAD of heaven, on thee we feed,
For thy flesh is meat indeed;
Ever let 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!

The Cross of Christ.

1 IN the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.

2 When the woes of life o'ertake mo,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me;
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

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3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;

Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

The Coming of Christ in the Power of his Gospel.

1 LORD JESUS, come; for here

Our path through wilds is laid;

We watch as for the day-spring near,
Amid the breaking shade.

2 Lord Jesus, come; for hosts
Meet on the battle plain;

The patriot mourns, the tyrant boasts,
And tears are shed like rain.

3 Lord Jesus, come; for still

Vice shouts her maniac mirth;
The famished crave in vain their fill,
While teems the fruitful earth.

4 Hark! herald voices near,

Lead on thy happier day;

Come, Lord, and our hosannas hear;
We wait to strew thy way.

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5 Come, as in days of old,

With words of grace and power;
Gather us all within thy fold,

And never leave us more.

S. M.

A Communion Hymn.

10 FOR a prophet's fire,

O for an angel's tongue,

To speak the mighty love of Him
Who on the cross was hung!

2 In vain our hearts attempt,
In language meet, to tell

FURNESS.

How through a thousand sorrows burned
That flame unquenchable.

3 Yet would we praise that love,
Beyond expression dear;

Come, gather round this table, then,
And celebrate it here.

4 Here, in the bread and wine,
Your dying Saviour view;
Thus did he give his body up,
And thus his blood, for you.

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After Communion.

EXETER COL.

1 FROM the table now retiring,
Which for us the Lord hath spread,
May our souls, refreshment finding,
Grow in all things like our Head.

2 His example by beholding,

May our lives his image bear;
Him our Lord and Master calling,
His commands may we revere.

3 Love to God and man displaying,
Walking steadfast in his way,

Joy attend us in believing,

Peace from God through endless day.