1 Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding Lamb! HYMN 60. L. M. The memorials of our absent Lord. 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 wand'ring hearts we have, Apt to forget his lovely face: And, to refresh our minds, he gave These kind memorials of his grace. 3 The Lord of life this table spread With his own flesh, and dying blood; We on the rich provision feed, And taste the wine, and bless our God. 4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; 6 Our eyes look upwards to the hills, 1 HYMN 61. C. M. The Love of Christ. HOW condescending, and how kind Was God's eternal Son ! Our mis❜ry reach'd his heav'nly mind, 2 When justice, by our sins provok'd, Drew forth his dreadful sword; gave his soul up to the stroke, Without a murm'ring word. He 3 Here we receive repeated seals Hard is the wretch that never feels 4 Here let our hearts begin to melt, And, with our joy for pardon'd guilt, Christ the Bread of Life. LET us adore th' eternal Word, 'Tis he our souls hath fed; Thou art our living stream, O Lord, 2 Bless'd be the Lord, that gives his flesh And often spreads his table fresh, 3 Our souls shall draw their heav'nly breath, 4 The God of mercy be ador'd, Who calls our souls from death; Who saves by his redeeming word, And new-creating breath. 5 To praise the Father and the Son, The One in Three, and Three in One, HYMN 63. L. M. On the first approach to the Lord's Table. 1 LORD, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchas'd and sav'd by blood divine; With full consent thine I would be, And own thy sov'reign right in me. 2 Here, Lord, my flesh, my soul, my all, I yield to thee beyond recall; Accept thine own, so long withheld; Accept what I so freely yield. 3 Grant one poor sinner more a place The vow is past beyond repeal ; 5 Be thou the witness of my vow, 6 Here at that cross, where flows the blood, 7 Do thou assist a feeble worm, 1TH Faith, Hope, and Love. HE blest memorials of thy grief, We come, dear Saviour, to receive, But would receive with faith. 2 The tokens sent us to relieve Our spirits, when they droop, 3 The pledges, thou wast pleas'd to leave, 5 Increase our faith, and hope, and love; 1 HYMN 65. L. M. Struggling against unbelief. ITY a helpless sinner, Lord, PITY Who would believe thy gracious word: 2 Lord, in thy house, I read there's room, And drink thy blood as shed for me. 4 For sinners, Lord, thou cam'st to bleed; And I'm a sinner vile indeed! 1 Lord, I believe thy grace is free; HYMN 66. P. M. We celebrate his dying love. JESUS, once for sinners slain, From the dead was rais'd again; 2 There he reigns a king supreme: 3 He has made an end of sin; And his blood hath `wash'd us clean: Now, even now, he's with us here. 4 Thus assembling, we by faith, Till he come, show forth his death; 5 Saints on earth, with saints above, 1 And let ev'ry ransom'd soul HYMN 67. L. M. The gospel feast. HOW rich are thy provisions, Lord? The fruits of life o'erspread the board, |