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2 Thy body, broken for my sake,

My bread from heaven shall be ;
Thy testamental cup I take,

And thus remember thee. 3 Can I Gethsemane 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,

Jesu, remember me.


378 The bread that I will give is my flesh, which

I will give for the life of the world.

John vi. 51.
1 I HUNGER and I thirst;

Jesu, my manna be:
Ye living waters, burst

Out of the rock for me.
2 Thou bruised and broken Bread,

My life-long wants supply;
As living souls are fed,

O feed me, or I die.
3 Thou true life-giving Vine,

Let me thy sweetness prove;
Renew my life with thine,

Refresh my soul with love.

4 Rough paths my feet have trod,

Since first their course began;
Feed me, thou Bread of God;

Help me, thou Son of Man.
5 For still the desert lies

My thirsting soul before;
O living waters, rise

Within me evermore. 379 To know the love of Christ, which [THREE 7s.

passeth knowledge.--Eph. iii. 19. 1 Jesu, to thy table led,

Now let every heart be fed

With the true and living bread. 2 While in penitence we kneel,

Thy sweet presence let us feel,

All thy wondrous love reveal. 3 While on thy dear cross we gaze,

Mourning o'er our sinful ways,

Turn our sadness into praise. 4 When we taste the mystic wine,

Of thine outpour'd blood the sign,

Fill our hearts with love divine. 5 Draw us to thy wounded side,

Whence there flow'd the healing tide;

There our sins and sorrows hide. 6 From the bonds of sin release,

Cold and wavering faith increase,

Lamb of God, grant us thy peace. 7 Lead us by thy piercèd hand:

Till around thy throne we stand

In the bright and better land. 380 Thou wast slain and hast redeemed us to God [L.M.

by thy blood.-Rev. v. 9.
1 Jesu, thou wounded Lamb of God,

O wash me in thy cleansing blood;
Give me to know thy love: then pain
Is sweet, and life or death is gain.

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be

For ever closed to all but thee;
Seal thou my breast, and let me wear

That pledge of love for ever there. 3 How blest are they who still abide

Close shelter'd in thy bleeding side,
Who life and strength from thence derive,

And by thee move, and in thee live. 4 How can it be, thou heavenly King,

That thou shouldst us to glory bring ?
Make slaves the partners of thy throne,

Deck'd with a never-fading crown?
5 Ah, Lord, enlarge our scanty thought,

To know the wonders thou hast wrought;
Unloose our stammering tongues, to tell

Thy love immense, unsearchable.
6 First born of many brethren thou,

To thee, lo, all our souls we bow :
To thee our hearts and hands we give :
Thine may we die : thine may we live.


381 That they all may be one ; as thou, Father, art [C.M.

in me and I in thee, that they also may be

one in us.—John xvii. 21.
1 LORD JESUS, are we one with thee ?

O height, O depth of love!
Thou one with us on Calvary,

We one with thee above.
2 Such was thy love, that for our sake

Thou didst from heaven come down
Our mortal flesh and blood partake,

In all our misery one.
3 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine,

Confess'd and borne by thee :
The sting, the curse, the wrath were thine

To set thy members free.


4 Ascended now, in glory bright,

Still one with us thou art;
Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height

Thy saints and thee can part.
5. Ere long shall come that glorious day,

When, seated on thy throne,
Thou shalt to wondering worlds display,

That we in thee are one.

382 I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the [C.M.

vine, until I drink it new with you in my

Father's kingdom.—Matt. xxvi. 29.
1 The hour is come; the feast is spread :

Behold my body given;
Behold my life-blood freely shed

To ransom souls for heaven.
2 When of this cup I drink again,

In glory and with you,
No tears its perfect joy shall stain,

A joy for ever new.
3 Ere then ten thousand thousand times

My table shall be spread,
And countless souls in distant climes

Be comforted and fed.
4 Grace, mercy, peace, be multiplied

To those who commune there;
While seated by my Father's side

Their mansion I prepare.
5 But now these lips a different cup

For you must taste and drain,
And unrepiningly drink up

The dregs of bitter pain.
6 The griefs ye know not that are mine,

Nor yet my glories see ;
But break the bread and drink the wine.

And thus remember me.

383 The cup of blessing which we bless, is it not the [10s.

communion of the blood of Christ ? The bread
which we break, is it not the communion of

the body of Christ?-1 Cor. x. 16.
1 Come take by faith the body of your Lord,

And drink the holy blood for you outpour'd. 2 Saved by his body, hallow'd by his blood, With souls refresh'd we render thanks to

God. 3 Salvation's Giver, Christ, the only Son,

By his dear cross and blood the victory won. 4 Offer'd was he for greatest and for least,

Himself the Victim and himself the Priest. 5 Victims were offer'd by the law of old,

Which in a type celestial mysteries told. 6 He, Ransomer from death, and Light from

shade, Now gives his holy grace his saints to aid. 7 Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere,

And take the pledges of salvation here. 8 He, that in this world rules his saints, and

shields, To all believers life eternal yields; 9 With heavenly bread makes them that hunger

whole, Gives living waters to the thirsting soul. 10 O Judge of all, our only Saviour thou,

In this thy feast of love be with us now.

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384 We will go into his tabernacles : we will

worship at his footstool.-Ps. cxxxii. 7.
1 O God, unseen, yet ever near,

Thy presence may we feel;
And thus, inspired with holy fear,

Before thy footstool kneel.

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