730.* T. 205.

HAPPY race-of witnesses!
Whom God's Spirit doth ordain
To make known-what God hath done;
Ye can only vict❜ry gain
By that sacred cov'nant blood,
Which the fathers, bold in God,
Wrote in faith on ev'ry door,
That the slayer might pass o'er.
2 Israel's seed-from slav'ry freed
Eat with joy their paschal Lamb;
But the bride-of Christ, who dy'd
Her from bondage to redeem,
Hath another passover ;

And perfect love possessed,

Shall see my Saviour, as he is,

The Lamb for ever blessed,

Still shall each breath-show forth his

She enjoys the flesh and blood
Of the slaughter'd Lamb of God.
3 Here we now-most humbly bow,
Being met in Jesus' name,
Who for us-dy'd on the cross

Bearing our reproach and shame,
'Fore the Father, 'fore the Son,
And the Spirit, Three in One,
With the countless heav'nly host,
And th' assembly of the just.
4 Ere we taste-the rich repast,
Which he offers graciously,
On our food, his flesh and blood,

Feasting in the sanctuary,
Ere the sacrament t' enjoy,
We with awe to him draw nigh:
We in love and fellowship
This communion love-feast keep.
5 Eat and rest-at this great feast;
Then to serve him freely go,
As it is-for pilgrims fit,

As disciples ought to do;
We, when Jesus we shall see
Coming in his majesty,
Shall the marriage-supper share,
If we his true foll'wers are.

We thus commemorate thy death,
Till thou shalt once again appear:
Meanwhile remember, gracious Lord,
Us thy unworthy foll❜wers here.

6 Then will be-of ransom'd souls An innumerable throng: Lamb, once slain,-to thee pertain Thanks and praise" will be their song. "Hallelujah" will they cry Singing in sweet harmony, "'Midst all trials we o'ercame Only by thy blood, O Lamb!"

731.* T. 594. JESUS, how great was thy desire, Once more to eat the paschal lamb With thy dear flock! O what love's fire Did here thy sorr'wing soul inflame! Each precious word thy kindness showeth,

Thereby we are divinely blest:
The love that in thy bosom gloweth
Is herein render'd manifest.

2 Thy love is great beyond all measure,
Thence we derive eternal good;
Thou grantest us, O what a treasure!
Thy holy body, and thy blood;
Lord Jesus, was it not sufficient
That thou shouldst die for our offence,
But, out of love, thou ev'ry patient
Wouldst heal, and make thy re-

sidence!

3 O love divine! how strong, how ardent!

More strong than death! our life to gain,

Th' incarnate God, thro' love most fervent,

Was as a Lamb for sinners slain. Love urg'd the sov'reign great Creator, 'Fore whom the universe doth shake, By whom all things subsist in nature, Once in the earth his grave to make!

732. T. 590. THAT doleful night before his death, The Lamb, for sinners slain, Did almost with his latest breath This solemn feast ordain.

To keep thy feast, Lord, are we met, And to remember thee:

Help each poor sinner to repeat, "For me he dy'd, for me." 2 Thy suff'rings Lord, each sacred sign To our remembrance brings; We feed upon thy love divine, Forget all earthly things. O tune our voices, and inflame Our hearts with love to thee, That each may gratefully proclaim, "My Saviour dy'd for me!"

734. T. 151.

DEAR Lord! this congregation
Is poor, despise her not;
She's taken with thy passion,

As were she on the spot,
When, earning her election,
Thy heart-strings broke in death;
That stirs up her affection,

And gives her life and breath.
2 Shouldst thou desire her beauty,
For shame she hides her face;
And shouldst thou look for duty,

Her only plea is grace:
Tho' we are poor and needy,
Yet we're thy property;
When we enjoy thy body
And blood, how blest are we !

735.* T. 146. WHERE my Redeemer's blood And sweat the earth did cover, May ev'ry sinful thought

Be now interr'd for ever; Lord Jesus, grant my wish, That I may thine abide, And by thy holy flesh

And blood be sanctify'd.

To thee to draw nigh,

He gave us his flesh to eat,

And to drink, his precious blood: All who sick and needy are

May receive in him a share.

3 Hither each afflicted soul
May repair, tho' fill'd with grief;
To the sick, not to the whole,
The Physician brings relief:
Fear not, therefore, but draw nigh,
He will all your wants supply.

sinners do,

3 What can we poor
When temptations seize us!
Nought have we to look unto
But the blood of Jesus.

4 Pardon all our sins, O Lord;
All our weakness pity;
Guide us safely by thy word
To the heav'nly city.

5 O sustain us on the road

Thro' this desert dreary; Feed us with thy flesh and blood When we're faint and weary. 6 Bid us call to mind thy cross, Our hard hearts to soften; Often Saviour, feast us thus, For we need it often.

738.* T. 581.

TO avert from men God's wrath
Jesus suffer'd in our stead;
By an ignominious death.

He a full atonement made:
And by his most precious blood
Brought us sinners nigh to God.
2 That we never should forget
This great love on us bestow'd,

Fixeth any hope or stay,
Hath not on a wedding dress,

And with shame is sent away:
To the hungry, weary heart,
He will food and rest impart.
5 But examine first your case,

Whether you be in the faith;
Do you mourn for pard'ning grace?
Is your only hope his death?
Then, howe'er your soul's opprest,
Come, you are a worthy guest.
6 He who Jesus' mercy knows,
Is from wrath and envy freed;
Love unto our neighbor shows

That we are his flock indeed: Thus we may in all our ways Show forth our Redeemer's praise.

for us,

To suffer death upon the shameful cross; Now his holy body, for sinners given, Is our souls' food, until we shall in heaven Adore his name. 2 With thirsty souls we drink the sa cred blood,

Which flow'd from Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God,

[tion, To procure for sinners complete salvaWhen he became the full propitiation For all our sins.

3 While we partake thereof in hum ble faith,

We show forth Jesus' sin-atoning death, And with deep abasement the congre gation

Gives glory, honor, praise and adoraUnto the Lamb.

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