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4 The blood that flow'd for sin
In symbol here we see,
That we are loved of thee,
Is so divinely sweet,
Thy gladdening smile to meet;
Thy perfect likeness wear;
Through endless years declare.*
392 Ye do shew the Lord's death till he come. [Six 75
1. Cor. xi. 26.
Linger on the trembling chords;
Lie beyond that “Till he come.”
Enter on their rest above,
It is only till he come.
Would we have one sorrow less ?
Only whisper “ Till he come."
Drink the wine, and break the bread:
Sweet memorials,-till the Lord
393 We all with open face, beholding as in a glass [8s. 6s. 8s.
the glory of the Lord, are changed into
the sanie image.-2 Cor. iii. 18.
Thy goodness to adore,
On us thy blessing pour ;
An habitation meet for thee.
The blood in mercy shed,
Lord, let our souls be fed ;
Help us thy quickening grace to feel. 3 Be thou, O Holy Spirit, nigh;
Accept the humble prayer,
The sinner's heartfelt tear;
394 Lord, to whom shall we go ? Thou hast the
words of eternal life.--John vi. 68. 1 LORD, to whom except to thee
Shall our wandering spirits go;
And eternal life to know? 2 Awful is that life of thine
Which the Spirit's breath inspires;
Which each new-born soul desires.
3 Israel on the heavenly seed
Fed and died in days of yore;
Never thirst nor hunger more. 4 Lord, to whom except to thee
Shall we go when ills betide ?
Hope and help and strength and guide ? 5 Who can cleanse the soul from sin,
Hear the prayer, and seal the vow?
Blessèd Saviour, who but thou ? 6 Therefore evermore I'll give
Laud and praise, my God, to thee;
Evermore live thou in me.
The Lord is my Shepherd.-Ps. xxiii. 1. [P.M. 1 The King of love my Shepherd is,
Whose goodness faileth never;
And he is mine for ever.
My ransom'd soul he leadeth,
With food celestial feedeth.
But yet in love he sought me,
And home, rejoicing, brought me. 4 In death's dark vale I fear no ill
With thee, dear Lord, beside me ;
Thy cross before to guide me.
5 Thoa spread'st a table in my sight;
Thy unction grace bestoweth;
From thy pure chalice floweth !
Thy goodness faileth never :
Within thy house for ever.
396 It is the voice of my Beloved that knocketh. [C.M.
Song v. 2.
The night-dews fall like rain :
And knocks, and knocks again.
With joy and holy fear:
Thy hand, thy voice, I hear?”
Beneath the darkening sky:
Fear nothing; it is I.
Thy Bridegroom is thy King.
The while I sup with thee,
My bridal banquet be.
397 Give ear, O Shepherd of Israel, thou that leadest [10s.
Joseph like a flock.-Ps. lxxx. 1. 1 O King of mercy, from thy throne on high
Look down in love, and hear our humble cry.
2 Thou tender Shepherd of the blood-bought
sheep, Thy feeble wandering flock in safety keep. 3 O gentle Saviour, by thy death we live;
To contrite sinners life eternal give. 4 Thou art the Bread of heaven, on thee we feed;
Be near to help our souls in time of need. 5 Thou art the mourner's stay, the sinner's Friend,
Sweet fount of joy and blessings without end. 6 O come and cheer us with thy heavenly grace,
Reveal the brightness of thy glorious face. 7 In cooling cloud by day, in fire by night,
Be near our steps, and make our darkness light. 8 Go where we go, abide where we abide, In life, in death, our comfort, strength, and
Guide. 9 O lead us daily with thine eye of love,
And bring us safely to our home above.
"I ACKNOWLEDGE ONE BAPTISM FOR THE REMISSION
398 As long as he liveth he shall be lent to the
Lord.—1 Sam. i. 28.
By which thy people seek thy face,
Vouchsafe us faith to venture near. 2 Confiding in thy truth alone,
Here, on the steps of Jesus' throne,