745.* T. T. 71. The Lord of earth and skies 2 How vast is here display'd, Past comprehension ! 5 How should I, slaughter'd Lamb, To taste such boundless grace, 4 Ah, why am I thus blest, 6 Grant me but this firm faith, To cure and make me whole, 7 Thy body slain for me, Of heav'n's fruition! 8 Pervade, thou precious flood 9 Lord, of thy wondrous love 10 Didst thou thyself devise My Lord, my Treasure! 11 Cause me, who now am thine, 12 Such grace on me is spent, 13 May ev'ry drop of blood Be sanctified: 746.* * T. 22. THE congregation while below, Being imperfect, tears must sow; But we expect once joy to reap, Since we for Jesus' mercy weep. 2 Meanwhile that we might bear in mind His dying love to lost mankind, He hath, as his last testament, To us bequeath'd the sacrament. 3 He, when this feast was first ordain'd Its solemn import thus explain'd: "This is my body, take and eat, That you may never me forget." 4"This is my blood, of which whene'er Ye drink, my death in mem'ry bear." The church believes, and thus in faith Partakes,&showeth forth Christ's death. 748. T. 14. 2 There the rich bounties of our God, 3" Here," (saith our kind redeeming And shows his wounded side) 4 What shall we pay our heav'nly King 2 Let us from all our sins be wash'd 3 Come, Holy Ghost, with Jesus' love O let us banquet with our Lord, CHRIST, thy flock doth hunger As thy testament, In the sacrament. Thou with wine and bread Them to cheer and feed. 751. T. 185. GREAT the feast, to which thou, Lord, hast bidden Such a worthless guest as me; 'Tis an awful myst'ry, deep and hidden, 'Tis a heav'nly legacy : Contrite souls howe'er by sin infected, Are made welcome, not one is rejected, Else this grace to sinful me Never could extended be. O CHURCH of Jesus, now draw near 2 Here all our wants are well supply'd, 3 Th' enjoyment of the flesh and blood 753*. T. 151. THOSE souls are truly blessed, Who to our Saviour cleave, Of living-faith possessed, And in his name believe; For what is still denied To sight, while here below, Is by our faith enjoyed, And makes our hearts to glow. 2 Faith on Christ's declaration With heav'nly food supplies; On Jesus the true Vine, His blood our souls must nourish; Else they would droop and pine. 3 Draw near to Jesus' table, Ye contrite souls, draw near; His choicest dainties share. T. 99. ACT full of godlike majesty! I 756.* T. 151. OWN me, Lord, my Salvation! Receive my Shepherd, me! know, thy bitter passion Is a rich treasury; And that thou, Man of sorrows, Hast by thy death and blood Procur'd a new heart for us, And sacramental food. 2 What heav'nly consolation Doth in my heart take place, When I thy toil and passion Can in some measure trace! Oh, what am I enjoying, Thy flesh and bone, when I O THAT in Jesus' church, his bride, 2 O might our souls and bodies be Might we, while still on earth we live, To him the Vine as branches cleave. 3 O were we free from strange desire And from depraved nature's fire, As dead to all corruption base, As formerly to righteousness. 4 Lord, by the power of thy death, Renew in us a living faith, Whate'er is carnal, quite erase, And sanctify us by thy grace. 5 O church, rejoice, tho' tremblingly, The Lord's death now pervadeth thee; O may his sacred body cure, And make our souls and bodies pure. MAY the stream from thee, the Rock, MORE than shepherd's faithfulness Gracious Jesus, Richly bless thy thirsting flock, And refresh us! JESUS makes my heart rejoice, To his flock our Saviour showeth ; From the treasures of his grace He the choicest gifts bestoweth : As his sheep by him we're own'd, Since his blood for us aton'd. 2 They who feel their want and need, Thirsting for his great salvation, On the richest pastures feed, With true joy and delectation; Till they shall, when perfected, With celestial joys be fed. 770.* T. 582. MY Shepherd is the Lamb, 2 My table he doth spread I shall enjoy for evermore The merits of his toil. 3 When faith and hope shall cease, And love prevail alone, I then shall see him face to face, And in his Father's house shall share True bliss for evermore. |