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30 thou who didst allow

Thy Son to suffer thus,

Father, what more couldst thou have done
Than thou hast done for us?

S. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Communion with God and Christ.

1 OUR heavenly Father calls,

And Christ invites us near;

With both our friendship shall be sweet,
And our communion dear.

2 God pities all my griefs;
He pardons every day;
Almighty to protect my soul,
And wise to guide my way.

3 Jesus, my living head,

I bless thy faithful care;

Mine advocate before the throne,
my forerunner there.

And

4 Here fix my roving heart,

Here wait my warmest love,
Till the communion be complete
In nobler scenes above.

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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,

"Tis 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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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 me,
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.

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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