Nor e'er forsake the happy path

Their fathers' feet have trod.

C. M. 471.

Public Profession.
1 YE men and angels! witness now,

Before the Lord we speak;
To him we make our solemn vow,

A vow we dare not break;
2 That, long as life itself shall last,

Ourselves to Christ we yield;
Nor, from his cause will we depart,

Nor ever quit the field.
3 We trust not in our native strength,

But on his grace rely;
May he, with our returning wants,

A needful aid supply.
4 Oh! guide our doubtful feet aright,

And keep us in thy ways;
And, while we turn our vows to prayers,
Turn thou our prayers to praise.

L. M. 472.

On receiving new Members.
I KINDRED in Christ ! for his dear sake,

A hearty welcome here receive;
May we together now partake

The joys which only he can give.
2 May he, by whose kind care, we meet,

Send his good spirit from above ;
Make our communications sweet,

And cause our hearts to burn with love. 3 Forgotten be each worldly theme,

When Christians see each other thus; We only wish to speak of him,

Who lived, and died, and reigns, for us. 4 We'll talk of all he did and said,

And suffered for us, here below ;-
The path he marked for us to tread,

And what he 's doing for us now.
5 Thus,-as the moments pass away,

We 'll love, and wonder, and adore ;

And hasten on the glorions day,
When we shall meet to part no more.

L. M. 473.

The Lord's Supper instituted.
1 'T WAS on that dark--that doleful night,

When powers of earth and hell arose
Against the Son of God's delight,

And friends betrayed him to his foes :2 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! 3 “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." 4 “Do this,” he cried, " till time shall end,

In mem'ry of your dying friend;
Meet, at my table, and record

The love of your departed Lord.” 5 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. 474.

The nero Covenant sealed. 1 THE promise of my Father's love

Shall stand for good :
He said--and gave his soul to death,

And sealed the grace with blood. 2 To this dear covenant of thy word

I set my worthless name;
I seal th' engagement to my Lord,

And make my humble claim. 3 I call that legacy my own,

Which Jesus did bequeath ;
'T was purchased with a dying groan,

And ratified in death. 4 The light and strength, the pard’ning grace

And glory shall be mine :

My life and soul-my heart and flesh,
And all my powers are

thine.

78. 475.

Sacramental Emblems.
I BREAD of heaven! on thee I feed,

For thy flesh is meat indeed ;
Ever may my soul be fed,
With the true and living bread;
Day by day, with strength supplied,

Through the life of him that died.
2 Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies

This blest cup of sacrifice;
'T is thy wounds, my healing give;
To thy cross I look and live;
Thou, my life! Oh! let me be
Rooted, grafted, built on thee.

L. M. 476.

The Memorials of Grace. 1 JESUS is gone above the skies,

Where our weak senses reach him not;
And carnal objects court our eyes,

To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 2 He knows what wandering hearts we have,

Apt to forget his lovely face;
And, to refresh our minds, he gave

These kind memorials of his grace. 3 Let sinful sweets be all forgot,

And earth grow less in our esteem;
Christ and his love fill every thought,

And faith and hope be fixed on him. 4 While he is absent from our sight,

T is to prepare our souls a place,
That we may dwell in heavenly light,
And live for ever near his face.

S. M. 477. Communion with Christ and with Saints, 1 JESUS invites his saints

To meet around his board;
Here pardoned rebels sit, and hold

Communion with their Lord.

2 This holy bread and wine

Maintain our fainting breath,
By union with our living Lord,

And interest in his death. 3 Our heavenly Father calls

Christ and his members one;
We the young children of his love,

And he the first-born Son.
4 Let all our powers be joined,

His glorious name to raise :
Pleasure and love fill every mind,

And every voice be praise.

L. M.
478. Not ashamed of Christ.
I 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 cast their scandals on thy 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.

C. M.
479. The Love of Christ.
| HOW condescending and how kind

Was God's eternal Son !
Our misery reached his heavenly mind,

And pity brought him down.
2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes,

To raise us to his throne;
There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows,

But cost his heart a groan.

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3 This was compassion, like a God,

That when the Saviour knew
The price of pardon was his blood,

His pity ne'er withdrew. 4 Now, though he reigns exalted high,

His love is still as great;
Well he remembers Calvary,

Nor lets his saints forget.
5 Here let our hearts begin to melt,

While we his death record,
And, with our joy for pardoned guilty
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.

L M.

The Day of Espousals.
I JESUS, thou everlasting King!

Accept the tribute that we bring ;
Accept the well-deserved renown,

And wear our praises as thy crown. 2 Let every act of worship be,

Like our espousals, Lord! to thee;-
Like the dear hour, when, from above

We first received thy pledge of love. 3 The gladness of that happy day

Our hearts would wish it long to stay;
Nor let our faith forsake its hold,

Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. 4 Each follwing minute as it flies,

Increase thy praise, improve our joys;
Till we are raised to sing thy name,
At the great supper of the Lamb.

C. M. 481. Humble Communion with Christ. 1 LORD! at thy table, we behold

The wonders of thy grace;
But most of all admire, that we

Should find a welcome-place.
2 We, who were all defiled with sin,

And rebels to our God ;-
We, who have crucified thy Son,

And trampled on his blood;