3 Affection's wish, devotion's prayer,
Are in that holy strain;

And hope and love and trust are there,
And triumph, won through pain.

4 'T is Jesus and his faithful few

That soul-deep hymn who pour; O Christ! may we the song renew, And learn to love thee more.

Institution of the Lord's Supper.

1 BEFORE the mournful scene began,

He took the bread, and blessed and brake: What love through all his actions ran! What wondrous words of grace he spake!

2 "This is my body broke for sin; Receive and eat the living food":

Then took the cup, and blessed the wine,"'T is the new covenant in my blood."

3 "Do this," he said, "till time shall end,
In memory of your dying Friend;
Meet at my table, and record
The love of your departed Lord."

4 Jesus! thy feast we celebrate;

We show thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.

C. M.

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FROTHINGHAM.

"He was known of them in breaking of Bread."

1 "REMEMBER me," the Saviour said,
On that forsaken night,

When from his side his nearest fled,
And death was close in sight.

2 Through all the following ages' track
The world remembers yet;
With love and worship gazes back,
And never can forget.

3 But who of us has seen his face,
Or heard the words he said?
And none can now his look retrace,
In breaking of the bread.

4 O blest are they who have not seen,
But yet believe him still!

They know him when his praise they mean, And when they do his will.

5 We hear his truth along our way,
We see his light above,

Remember, when we watch and pray,
Remember, when we love.

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329.

ALFORD.

"How much owest thou unto thy Lord?"

1 GLORY of thy Father's face!
Fountain deep of love and grace!
Who, Lord, can repay thee thus,
As thou gav'st thyself for us?

2 What to thee should we reply,
Who for us didst bleed and die,
If thou shouldst the question make,
"What have ye done for my sake?"

3 Hard in heart, in action weak,
Lord, thy grace divine we seek :
Set us from our bondage free;
Draw us, and we follow thee.

C. M.

330.

BIRMINGHAM COL.

"I have given you an Example."

1 YE followers of the Prince of Peace,
Who round his table draw!
Remember what his spirit was,
What his peculiar law.

2 The love which all his bosom filled
Did all his actions guide;
Inspired by love, he lived and taught;
Inspired by love, he died.

3 Let each the sacred law fulfil;
Like his be every mind;

Be every temper formed by love,
And every action kind.

4 Let none who call themselves his friends,
Disgrace the honored name;
But by a near resemblance prove
The title which they claim.

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331.

BOWRING.

Communion Hymn.

1 NOT 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,
"T is 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,
"Take the cup, and, as ye 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.

L. M.

332.

DUBLIN COL.

"This do in remembrance of me."

1 "EAT, drink, in memory of your friend!"
Such was our Master's last request;
Who all the pangs of death endured,
That we might live for ever blest.

2 Yes, we 'll record thy matchless grace,
Thou dearest, tenderest, best of friends!
Thy dying love the noblest praise
Of long eternity transcends.

3 'T is pleasure more than earth can give, Thy goodness through these veils to see; Thy table food celestial yields,

And happy they who sit with thee.

4 But oh! what vast, transporting joys
Shall fill our breasts, our tongues inspire,
When, joined with the celestial train,
Our grateful souls thy love admire!

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333.

DODDRIDGE.

Communion Hymn.

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,
And my forerunner there.

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

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334.

PARADISE ST. COL.

Reflections on the Death of Jesus.

1 WITH warm affection let us view,
With pious joy improve,

The peaceful and impressive scene
Of Jesus' dying love.