For you I groan'd, and bled, and died,
And rose, and triumph'd too..."

5 With trembling faith, and bleeding hearts, LORD! we accept thy love:

'Tis a rich banquet we have had,
What will it be above?

6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven,
Join all your praising powers;
No theme is like redeeming love,
No Saviour is like ours.

7 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear LORD!
I'd give them all to thee;

Had I ten thousand tongues, they all! Should join the harmony.

483 C. M. Bangor 231. Worksop 31.

My flesh is meat indeed., John vi. 53-55.

1 HERE at thy table, LORD! we meet

To feed on food divine:

Thy body is the bread we eat,
Thy precious blood the wine.

2. He that prepares the rich repast,
Himself comes down and dies;
And then invites us thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.

3 The bitter torments he endur'd
Upon the shameful cross,
For us, his welcome guests, procur'd :-
These heart-reviving joys.1

4 His body, torn with rudest hands
Becomes the finest bread;

And with the blessing he commands,
Our noblest hopes are fed.

5 His blood, that from each op'ning vein, !!
In purple torrents ran, dahi
Hath fill'd this cup with gen'rous wine,
That cheers both GOD and man eta 1

6 Sure there was never love so free,
Dear Saviour! so divine!!

Well thou may'st claim that heart of me
Which owes so much to thine.

7 Yes, thou shalt surely have my heart,
My soul, my strength, my all:..
With life itself I'll freely part,
My JESUS! at thy call.

484 L. M. Portugal 97.

DR. S. STENNETT.

Gould's 272.

Jesus wept he died.-See how he loved us. John xi. 35. 1 SO fair a face bedew'd with tears!

What beauty, e'en in grief appears!
He wept, he bled, he died for you;
What more, ye saints, could Jesus do?
2 Enthron'd above, with equal glow
His warm affections downward flow;
In our distress he bears a part,
And feels a sympathetic smart.
3 Still his compassions are the same,
He knows the frailty of our frame;
Our heaviest burdens he sustains,

Shares in our sorrows and our pains. BEDDOME.

485 C. M. Wantage 204.

Messiah 293.

Charmouth 28.

The Wonders of Redemption.

1 AND did the holy and the just, is The Sovereign of the skies,

Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty worms might rise? 2 Yes! the Redeemer left his throne, His radiant throne on high, (Surprising mercy! love unknown) To suffer, bleed, and die.

3 He took the dying traitor's place,
And suffer'd in his stead;

For man, (0 miracle of grace!)
For man the Saviour bled!

4 Dear LORD! what heav'nly wonders dwell In thy atoning blood!

By this are sinners snatch'd from hell,
And rebels brought to GOD.

5 JESUS! my soul adoring bends
To love so full, so free;

And may I hope that love extends
Its sacred power to me!

6 What glad return can I impart
For favours so divine?

O take my all-this worthless heart,
And make it only thine.

486 C. M. Irish 171.

STEELE.

Michael's 119.

Room at the Gospel Feast. Luke xiv, 22.

1 THE

HE King of Heaven his table spreads,
And dainties crown the board:

Not Paradise, with all its joys,

Could such delight afford.

2 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given :

Through the rich blood that JESUS shed
To raise the soul to heaven.

3 Ye hungry poor, that long have stray'd
In sin's dark mazes, come!

Come, from your most obscure retreats,
And grace shall find you room.

Millions of souls, in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here;
And millions more still on the way.
Around the board appear.

5 Yet is his house and heart so large,
That millions more may come;
Nor could the whole assembled world
O'erfill the spacious room.

6 All things are ready; come away,
Nor weak excuses frame;

Crowd to your places at the feast, zad 1890
And bless the Founder's namesak

DR. DODDRIDGE.

487 L. M. Wareham 117. Rochford 22.

Communion with CHRIST at his Table

1 TO JESUS, our exalted LORD,

(Dear name by heaven and earth ador❜d !) Fain would our hearts and voices raise A-cheerful song of sacred praise.

2 But all the notes which mortals know
Are weak, and languishing, and low;
Far, far above our humble songs,
The theme demands immortal tongues.
3 But while around his board we meet,
And humbly worship at his feet,
O let our warm affections move, -
In glad returns of grateful love!
4 Let faith our feeble senses aid
To see thy wondrous love display'd,
Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins,
Thy dreadful agonizing pains..
5 Let humble penitential woe,

With painful, pleasing anguish flow;
And thy forgiving smiles impart
Life, hope, and joy to every heart.
488 C. M. Liverpool 83. Oxford 177.

Praise to the Redeemer.

1 TO our Redeemer's glorious name
Awake the sacred song!

O may his love (immortal flame!)
Tune every heart and tongue.

2 His love, what mortal thought can reach!"
What mortal tongue display!

Imagination's utmost stretch

In wonder dies away.

3 He left his radiant, throne on, high, Left the bright realms of bliss,

And came to earth to bleed and die,
Was ever love like this?

4 Dear LORD! while we adoring pay
Our humble thanks to thee,
May every heart with rapture say,
The Saviour died for me.

50 may the sweet, the blissful theme
Fill every heart and tongue :

Till strangers love thy charming name,
And join the sacred song.

STEELE.

489 148th. Carmarthen New 35. Swithin's 44.

1

2

A Song of Praise to Christ.

COME, every pious heart

That loves the Saviour's name,

Your noblest powers exert

To celebrate his fame;

Tell all above, and all below,

The debt of love to him you owe.

Such was his zeal for GOD,

And such his love for you,;

3

4

He nobly undertook

What Gabriel could not do :

His every deed of love and grace
All words exceed, and thoughts surpass.

He left his starry crown,

And laid his robes aside;'

On wings of love came down,

And wept, and bled, and djed :
What he endur'd, O who can tell,
To save our souls from death and hell!

From the dark grave he rose,

The mansion of the dead;

And thence his mighty foes
In glorious triumph led;

Up thro' the sky the Conqueror rode,
And reigns on high, the Saviour God.