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

5 'Twas the same love that spread the feast,
That sweetly forced us in;
Else we had still refused to taste,
And perish'd in our sin.

"Jesus wept."-John xi. 35.

BEDDOME.

So fair a face bedew'd with tears;
What beauty e'en in grief appears;
He wept, he bled, he died for you;
What more, ye saints, could Jesus do?
2 Enthroned above, with equal glow
His warm affections downward flow!
In our distress he bears a part,
And feels a sympathetic smart.
3 Still his compassions are the same;
He knows the frailty of our frame!
Our heaviest burdens he sustains;
Shares in our sorrows and our pains.
442.

7s.

BERRIDGE.

"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you."-John xiv. 27.

ERE we leave thy table, Lord,

Drop us down a pledge of peace;

Give us all a parting word,

Sealed with a parting kiss.
443.

104th.

BERRIDGE.

"This is my blood of the new testament," &c.-Mark xiv. 24.

THE Lord of the feast we solemnly bless, And pray that each guest may grow in his grace Thanks for his preparing this banquet of love O, may we all share in the banquet above.

BERRIDGE.

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The Leper's Prayer.—John v. 6, 7.

DEFILED I am indeed;

Defiled throughout by sin;

Thy purple fountain, Lord, I need,
To wash a leper clean.

The fountain open stands,
Yet on its brink I dwell;

Oh, put me in with thy own hards,
And that will make me well.

The Love of Christ.-John xv. 13.

JOIN, every tongue, to sing
The mercies of the Lord;
The love of Christ, our King,
Let every heart record.

HART.

He saved us from the wrath of God,
And paid our ransom with his blood.

What wondrous grace was this!
We sinn'd; and Jesus died:

He wrought the righteousness,
And we were justified:

We ran the score to lengths extreme,
And all the debt was charged on him.

Hell was our just desert,

And he that hell endured;

Guilt broke his guiltless heart
With wrath that we incurr'd;

We bruised his body, spilt his blood,
And both became our heavenly food.

446.

S. M.

HART.

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The Bread of Heaven.-John vi. 5, 8.

WHEN through the desert vast

The chosen tribes were led,

They could not plough, nor till, nor sow, Yet never wanted bread.

Around their wandering camp,

The copious manna fell;

Strew'd on the ground, a food they found, But what they could not tell.

3 But better bread by far

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Is now to Christians given; Poor sinners eat immortal meat, The living bread from heaven. We eat the flesh of Christ, Who is the bread of God:

Their food was coarse compared with ours, Though theirs was angels' food.

447.

L. M.

HA. T.

Sighing for the Substance of the Lord's Supper.-Luke xiv.

PITY a helpless sinner, Lord,

Who would believe thy gracious word,
But own my heart, with shame and grie',
A sink of sin and unbelief.

2 Lord, in thy house I read there's room,
And, venturing hard, behold I come;
But can there, tell me, can there be,
Amongst thy children, room for me?
3 I eat the bread, and drink the wine;
But oh! my soul wants more than sign!

I faint unless I feed on thee,

And drink the blood as shed for me.

4 For sinners, Lord, thou camest to bleed; And I'm a sinner vile indeed.

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Lord, I believe thy grace is free:
O magnify that grace in me.

He spared no pains, declined no load,
Resolved to buy us with his blood.

No harsh commands he gave;
No hard conditions brought;

He came to seek and save,
And pardon every fault.

Poor trembling sinners hear his call:
They come, and he forgives them all.

When thus we're reconciled,

He sets no rigorous tasks;

His yoke is soft and mild,
For love is all he asks:

E'en that from him we first receive,
And well he knows we've none to give.

This pure and heavenly gift,

Within our hearts to move,
The dying Saviour left

These tokens of his love;

Which seem to say, "While this you do,

Remember him that died for you."

449.

104th.

The Banqueting Song.-2 Thess. ii. 13, 14.

HART.

WHAT creatures beside, are favour'd like us? Forgiven, supplied, and banqueted thus By God, our good Father, who gave us his Son, And sent him to gather his children in one. 2 Salvation's of God, the effect of free grace, Upon us bestow'd before the world was: God from everlasting be blest, and, again, Blest to everlasting. Amen, and amen.

450.

L. M.

BURNHAM.

"A burning and a shining light."-John v. 35.

O! BLESS thy servant, dearest Lord,
While he shall preach thy gospel-word;
May he declare delightful things,
Touching the glorious King of kings.
2 O grant him bright celestial views,
While he proclaims the gospel-news;
With fiery zeal his soul inflame,
While he exalts the bleeding Lamb.
3 Give him clear light, and burning love;
Shower down thy blessings from above;
O may we hear the Saviour's voice,
And in his precious name rejoice.

451.

L. M.

Before Sermon.-John v. 25.

NEWTON

MAY this be a much favour'd hour,
To souls in Satan's bondage led!

Lord, clothe thy word with sovereign power,
To break the rocks, and raise the dead.