2 This be my joy and comfort here, This pledge of future glory mine: Jesus, in spirit now appear,

And break the bread, and pour the wine.

3 From thy dear hand, may I receive
The tokens of thy dying love,
And, while I feast on earth, believe
That I shall feast with thee above.

286 “He brought me to the banqueting house." 8s & 7s.
1 WHILE in sweet communion feeding
On this earthly bread and wine,
Saviour, may we see thee bleeding
On the cross, to make us thine!
Now, our eyes for ever closing
To this fleeting world below,
On thy faithful word reposing,

Teach us, Lord, thy grace to know.

2 Though unseen, be ever near us,
With the still small voice of love,
Whispering words of peace to cheer us,
Every doubt and fear remove.

Bring before us all the story

Of thy life and death of woe; And with hopes of endless glory, Wean our hearts from all below.

1 LORD, may the spirit of this feast,
The earnest of thy love,

Maintain a dwelling in our breast,
Until we meet above.

2 The healing sense of pardoned sin,-
The hope that never tires,-

The strength a pilgrim's race to win,-
The joy that heaven inspires,

3 Still may their light, our duties trace,
In lines of hallowed flame,

Like that upon the Prophet's face,
When from the mount he came.

4 But if no more with kindred dear
The broken bread we share,
Nor at the banquet-board appear

To breathe the grateful prayer,

5 Forget us not,-when on the bed.
Of dire disease we waste,
Or to the chambers of the dead,
And bar of judgment haste;—

6 Forget not, thou who bore the woe
Of Calvary's fatal tree,—

Those, who within these courts below,
Have thus remembered thee.

C. M.

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"Thine is the Glory."

1 Now at the Lamb's great paschal feast,

Arrayed in blood-washed robes, we sing:
Through the Red Sea in safety brought,
By Jesus, our immortal King.

2 Hail victor Christ! Triumphant Lord!
To thee alone belongs the crown,
Who hast the heavenly gates unbarred,
And dragged the prince of darkness down.

30 Jesus, from the death of sin
Keep us, we pray: so shalt thou be
The everlasting paschal joy,

Of all the souls new born in thee.

L. M.

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REVIVAL. ·

"Build thou the Walls of Jerusalem."

L. M.

1 O GOD of Zion! from thy throne

Look with an eye of pity down;

Thy church now humbly makes her prayer-
Thy church, the object of thy care.

2 We call to mind the happier days

Of life and love, of prayer and praise

When holy services gave birth

To joys resembling heaven on earth.

3 But now the

ways of Zion mourn,

Her gates neglected and forlorn :
Our life and liveliness are fled,

And many

numbered with the dead.

4 We need defence from all our foes,
We need relief from all our woes;
If earth and hell should yet assail,
Let neither earth nor hell prevail.

5 Near to each other and to thee,
Lord, bring us all in unity;
O, pour thy Spirit from on high,

And all our numerous wants supply.

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"O Lord, Revive thy Work."

S. M.

1 0 LORD, thy work revive

In Zion's gloomy hour;

And make our feeble graces thrive,

By thy restoring power.

2 0, let thy chosen few

Awake to earnest prayer! Their solemn vows again renew, And walk in filial fear.

3 Thy Spirit then will speak,
Through lips of humble clay,

Till hearts of adamant shall break-
Till rebels shall obey.

4 Now lend thy gracious ear,

Now listen to our cry;

O, come, and bring salvation near!-
Our souls on thee rely.

1 0 THOU, our Saviour, Brother, Friend,
Behold a cloud of incense rise;
The prayers of saints to heaven ascend,
Grateful, accepted sacrifice.

2 Regard our prayers for Zion's peace;
Shed in our hearts thy love abroad;
Thy gifts abundantly increase;
Enlarge, and fill us all with God.
3 Before thy sheep, great Shepherd, go,
And guide into thy perfect will;
Cause us thy hallowed name to know;
The work of faith in us fulfil.

4 Help us to make our calling sure;
O let us all be saints indeed,

And

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pure, as thou thyself art pure; Conformed in all things to our Head.

"Wilt thou not Revive us Again?"

1 0 FOR the happy hour

When God will hear our cry,

And send, with a reviving power,

His Spirit from on high.

L. M.

S. M.