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2 Not all the malice of his foes
His pity could subdue; " Forgive them, Father!” he exclaimed;
They know not what they do." 3 O what a love was here displayed,
Beyond our utmost thought!
In life and death he taught! 4 Let not his sacred truths by us
Be lost or misapplied ;
335. PRATT's Col.
Christ the Broad from Heaven.
1 BREAD of heaven! on thee we feed,
For thy flesh is meat indeed;
With this true and living bread!
This blest cup of sacrifice;
To thy cross we look and live.
Through the life of Him who died,
MONTGOMERY. 16 This do in remembrance of me." 1 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,
I must remember thee.
5 Remember thee, and all thy pains,
And all thy love to me;
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.
For the Lord's Supper.
6 O not for these alone I pray,”
The dying Saviour said, Though on his breast that moment lay
The loved disciple's head,
2 Though to his eye that moment sprung
The kind, the pitying tear
His words of love to hear,
But all of mortal race
Have in my heart a place.” 4 Sweet is the thought, when here we meet,
His feast of love to share ;
The memory of his prayer!
PARADISE ST. COL.
JESUS, the Friend of man,
Invites us to his board :
And own our gracious Lord.
Which spoke in every breath,
And triumphed in his death.
His sacred name to raise;
And every voice be praise.
Which from his Gospel flow,
With warm affection glow.
Following after Jesus.
1 In vain we thus recall to mind
The cross our Master bore, Unless a holier strength we find,
And love his spirit more.
2 May we, like him, though thanked with ill,
Insulted, and withstood,
To do our brethren good.
3 Like him may we, unmurmuring, go
Our heaven-appointed way, And learn, 'midst gathering storms of woe,
6 God's will be done!” to say.
340. J. NEWTON. Prayer for those who join the Church. 1 LEt plenteous grace descend on those
Who, hoping in thy word,
That Jesus is their Lord.
2 With cheerful feet may they advance,
And run the Christian race,
Find all-sufficient grace.
3 Lord, plant us all into thy death,
That we thy life may prove,
And of thy crown above.
C. M. 341.
E. TAYLOR. Hymn for the Lord's Supper. i Not here, where met to think on Him
Whose latest thoughts were ours, Shall mortal passions come to dim
The prayer devotion pours.
Thy life of love hath been;
Though thou no more art seen.
3 " Thy kingdom come"; we watch, we wait,
To hear thy cheering call;
And God be all in all.
A Communion Hymn.
1 HERE, in the broken bread,
Here, in the cup we take,
Who suffered for our sake.
Yes, that our souls might live,
Those sacred limbs were torn,
Were by the Saviour borne.
O Thou who didst allow
Thy Son to suffer thus, Father, what more couldst thou have done
T'han thou hast done for us?