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2 Grant one poor sinner more a place
Among the children of Thy grace;
A wretched sinner, lost to God,

But ransomed by Immanuel's blood..
3 Thine would I live, Thine would I die,
Be Thine through all eternity;

The vow is passed beyond repeal ;
And now I set the solemn seal.

4 Here at that cross where flows the blood
That bought my guilty soul for God,
Thee, my new Master now I call,
And consecrate to Thee my all.
5 Do Thou assist a feeble worm
The great engagement to perform ;
Thy grace can full assistance lend,
And on that grace I dare depend.

HAPPY day, that stays my choice
On Thee, my Saviour and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.
2 O happy bond, that seals my vows
To Him who merits all my love!
Let cheerful anthems fill His house,
While to that sacred shrine I move.
3 'Tis done; the great transaction's done;
I am my Lord's, and He is mine;
He drew me, and I followed on,

Glad to obey the voice divine.

4 Now rest, my long divided heart,

Fixed on this blisstul centre, rest;
With ashes who would grudge to part,

When called on angels' bread to feast?

L. M.

5 High Heaven, that heard the solemn vow,
That vow renewed shall daily hear,
Till in life's latest hour I bow,

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And bless in death a bond so dear.

WH

WHO can describe the joys that rise
Through all the courts of paradise,

To see a prodigal return,

To see an heir of glory born!

2 With joy the Father doth approve
The fruit of His eternal love;

The Son with joy looks down and sees
The purchase of His agonies.

3 The Spirit takes delight to view
The holy soul He formed anew;
And saints and angels join to sing
The growing empire of their King.

L. M.

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The Lord's Supper.

IF human kindness meets return,

And owns the grateful tie ;
If tender thoughts within us burn,
To feel a friend is nigh:

2 Oh, shall not warmer accents tell
The gratitude we owe

To Him who died our fears to quell,
Our more than orphan's woe!

C. M.

3 While yet His anguished soul surveyed
Those pangs He would not flee,
What love His latest words displayed,
"Meet and remember Me !"

4 Remember Thee! Thy death, Thy shame,
Our sinful hearts to share!
O memory, leave no other name
But His recorded there!

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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,
Jesus, remember me!

C. M.

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HOW sweet and awful is the place,

With Christ within the doors,

While everlasting love displays

The choicest of her stores!

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 make a wretched choice,
And rather starve than come?"

4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast,
That sweetly forced 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.

IN the Name of God the Father,

In the Name of God the Son,
In the Name of God the Spirit,
One in Three, and Three in One,
In the Name which highest angels
Speak not ere they veil their face,
Crying, Holy, Holy, Holy,

Come we to this sacred place.

C. M.

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2 Lo, in wondrous condescension,

Jesus stoops from His high throne;
Though in lively symbols hidden,

Faith and love His presence own:
When the Lord His Temple visits,
Let the listening earth be still;
May the Spirit's sweet indwelling
Each believing bosom fill.

3 Here, in figure represented,

See the Passion once again ;
Here, behold the Lamb most Holy,
As for our Redemption slain ;
Here the Saviour's Body broken,
Here the Blood which Jesus shed—
Mystic Food of life eternal-

See, for our refreshment spread.

4 Here shall highest praise be offered,
Here shall meekest prayer be poured,
Here, with body, soul, and spirit,

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God Incarnate be adored :

Holy Jesus, for Thy coming,

May Thy love our hearts prepare

Thine we fain would have them wholly,
Enter, Lord, and tarry there.

LORD, at Thy table I behold

The wonders of Thy grace;

But most of all admire that I

Should find a welcome place :

2 I, that am all defiled with sin,
A rebel to my God;
I, that have crucified His Son,
And trampled on His blood.

C. M.