3 What strange, surprising grace is this,
That we, so lost, have room?
Jesus our weary souls invites,
And freely bids us come.

4 Ye saints below, and hosts above!
Join all your sacred powers;
No theme is like redeeming love,
No Saviour is like ours.

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HYMN 482, C. M.

The triumphal Feast.

YOME, let us lift our voices high,-
High as our joys arise,

And join the songs above the sky,
Where pleasure never dies.

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To this triumphal feast;

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And brings immortal blessings down,
For each redeeméd guest.

3 Victorious God! what can we pay
For favors so divine?

We would devote our hearts away,
To be for ever thine.

4 We give thee, Lord! our highest praise—
The tribute of our tongues;

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But themes, so infinite as these,
Exceed our noblest songs.

HYMN 483, C. M.

The Gospel Feast.

1 HOW sweet and awful is the place,

With Christ within the doors,

While everlasting love displays
The choicest of her stores!

2 While all our hearts, and all our songs,
Join to admire the feast,

Each of us cry, with thankful tongues,―
"Lord! why was I a guest?—

3" Why was I made to hear thy voice,
And enter while there 's room,

When thousands make a wretched choice,
And rather starve than come?"

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4 'T was the same love that spread the feast,

That sweetly forced us in;
Else we had still refused to taste,
And perished in our sin.

5 Pity the nations, O our God!

Constrain the earth to come;
Send thy victorious word abroad,
And bring the strangers home.

6 We long to see thy churches full,
That all the chosen race

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May, with one voice, and heart, and soul,
Sing thy redeeming grace.

JF

HYMN 484, C. M.

Remembering Christ.

human kindness meets return,
And owns the grateful tie;

If tender thoughts within us burn,
To feel a friend is nigh;

2 Oh! shall not warmer accents tell
The gratitude, we owe

To him, who died, our fears to quell—
Our more than orphan's woe?

3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed
Those pangs he would not flee,
What love his latest words displayed,-
"Meet and remember me!"

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Our sinful hearts to share!-
O mem'ry! leave no other name
But his recorded there.

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HYMN 485, L. M.

The presence of Christ desired.

AR from my thoughts, vain world! be gone,
Let my religious hours alone:

Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see

I wait a visit, Lord! from thee.

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And kindles with a pure desire;
Come, my dear Jesus! from above,
And feed my soul with heavenly love.

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How sweet thine entertainments are!
Never did angels taste above
Redeeming grace, and dying love.
4 Hail, great Immanuel, all-divine!
In thee thy Father's glories shine;
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one,
That eyes have seen, or angels known!

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HYMN 486, C. M.
Remembering Christ.

ACCORDING to thy gracious word,
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,

O Lamb of God, my sacrifice!

I must remember thee :

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Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,
Will I remember thee.

6 And, when these failing lips grow dumb,
And mind and mem'ry flee,-

When, in thy kingdom, thou shalt come,
Jesus! remember me.

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SABBATH.

HYMN 487, 7s.

The Sabbath in the Sanctuary.

SAFELY, through another week,
God has brought us on our way ;-
Let us now a blessing seek,

Waiting in his courts to-day ;-
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.

2 While we seek supplies of grace,
Through the dear Redeemer's name,
Show thy reconciled face,

Take away our sin and shame;
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest, this day, in thee.

3 Here we come thy name to praise;
Let us feel thy presence near;
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear;
Here afford us, Lord! a taste
Of our everlasting feast.

4 May the gospel's joyful sound

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Conquer sinners-comfort saints;
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief from all complaints:
Thus let all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.

WE

HYMN 488, S. M.

The Lord's Day and public Worship.
ELCOME! sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise!
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes!

2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.

3 One day, amidst the place
Where my dear God hath been,

Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasurable sin.

4 My willing soul would stay,
In such a frame as this,-
And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.

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HYMN 489, H. M.

Sabbath Morning.

ELCOME! delightful morn,
Thou day of sacred rest!

I hail thy kind return ;

Lord! make these moments blest;
From the low train of mortal toys,
I soar to reach immortal joys.

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And fill his throne of grace;
Thy sceptre, Lord! extend,

While saints address thy face:
Let sinners feel thy quickening word,
And learn to know and fear the Lord.

3 Descend, celestial Dove!

With all thy quickening powers;
Disclose a Saviour's love,

And bless the sacred hours;

Then shall my soul new life obtain,

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HYMN 490, C. M.

Dawn of the Sabbath.

AGAIN, the Lord of life and light

Awakes the kindling ray,

Dispels the darkness of the night,
And pours increasing day.

2 Oh! what a night was that, which wrapt
A sinful world in gloom!

Oh! what a sun, which broke this day,
Triumphant from the tomb!

8 This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung;

Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.