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HYMN 467. L. M. [b]

A View of the Cross.

1 WHEN I Survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my Lord;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.

3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet?

Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 His dying crimson, like a robe,

Spread o'er his body on the tree;
Then am I dead to all the globe,

And all the globe is dead to me.
5 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

C. M. [b]

HYMN 468. C. M.

Communion Hymn.

1 O God, accept the sacred hour
Which we to thee have given,
And let this hallowed scene have power
To raise our souls to heaven.

2 Still let us hold, till life departs,
The precepts of thy Son,
Nor let our thoughtless, thankless hearts
Forget what he has done.

3 His true disciples may we live,
From all corruption free,
And humbly learn like him to give
Our powers, our wills to thee.

4 And oft along life's dangerous way,
To smooth our passage through,
Wilt thou, on this thy holy day,
For us this scene renew.

HYMN 469. L. M. [b]

Not ashamed of Christ crucified.

1 AT thy command, our dearest Lord, Here we attend thy dying feast; Thy blood, like wine, adorns thy board, And thine own flesh feeds every guest. 2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love,

And trusts for life in One who died ; We hope for heavenly crowns above, From a Redeemer crucified.

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, And heap their scandals on the cause; We come to boast our Saviour's name, And make our triumphs in his cross.

4 With joy we tell the scoffing age,

He that was dead has left his tomb;
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till he come.

HYMN 470.

S. M. [#]

Communion with God and Christ.

1 My heavenly Father calls,
And Christ invites me near;
With both my friendship shall be sweet,
And my 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;
My 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.

HYMN 471. L. M. [#]
Loving Kindness of the Saviour.

1 AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from me;
His loving kindness, O how free!

2 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and sin, my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along;
His loving kindness, O how strong!

3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick, and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood;
His loving kindness, O how good!

4 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale;
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
O may my last, expiring breath
His loving kindness sing in death.

HYMN 472. L. M. [b]

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 forever blest.

2 Yes, we'll record thy matchless love,

Thou kindest, tenderest, best of friends: Thy dying ove the noblest praise

Our hearts can offer thee transcends.

3 'Tis 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.

HYMN 473. S. M. [#]
Christian Unity.

1 LET party names no more

The Christian world o'erspread;
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free,
Are one in Christ, their Head.

2 Among the saints on earth
Let mutual love be found;
Heirs of the same inheritance,
With mutual blessings crowned.
3 Envy and strife be gone,

And only kindness known;
While all one common Father have,
One common Master own.

4 Thus will the church below
Resemble that above,

Where springs of purest pleasure rise,
And every heart is love.

HYMN 474. C. M. [b]
Bearing the Cross.

1 DIDST thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame,
And bear the cross for me?
And shall I fear to own thy name,
Or thy disciple be?

2 Inspire my soul with life divine, And make me truly bold;

Let knowledge, faith and meekness shine,
Nor love, nor zeal, grow cold.

3 Let mockers scoff, the world defame
And treat me with disdain,
Still may I glory in thy name,
And count reproach my gain.

4 To thee I cheerfully submit,
And all my powers resign;
Let Wisdom point out what is fit,
And I'll no more repine.

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