Nor e'er forsake the happy path
Their fathers' feet have trod.

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C. M.

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.

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L. M.

On receiving new Members.

1 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 glorious day,

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When we shall meet to part no more.

L. M.

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.

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The new Covenant sealed.

1 THE promise of my Father's love
Shall stand for ever 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

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thine.

Sacramental Emblems.

1 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;
'Tis thy wounds, my healing give;
To thy cross I look and live:
Thou, my life! Oh! let me be
Rooted, grafted, built on thee.

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L. M.

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.

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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.

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L. M.

Not ashamed of Christ.

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 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.

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C. M.

The Love of Christ.

1 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.

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 guilt,
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.

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L. M.

The Day of Espousals.

1 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 dayOur hearts would wish it long to stay; Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. 4 Each foll' wing 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.

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C. M.

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;