C. M.

Tune 14.

Happy the souls to Jesus joined,
And saved by grace alone;
Walking in all his ways, they find
Their heaven on earth begun.

The church above no other theme
But Jesus' love doth know;

In joyful hymns they praise his name,
We do the same below.

Him in his glorious realms they praise,
And bow before his throne;

We, in the kingdom of his grace:

The kingdoms are but one.

The communicants shall give the right hand of fellowship while the following lines are sung:

P. M.

We now return each to his tent,
Joyful and glad of heart,

And from our solemn covenant

Tune 159.

Through grace will ne'er depart:
Once more we pledge both heart and hand,
As in God's presence here we stand,
To live to him and him alone,
Till we surround his throne.

BENEDICTION.

L. M. D.

VII.

Tune 166,

What praise unto the Lamb is due!
How should this theme our souls inspire,
When we his boundless love review,
And see him on the cross expire:
Who can describe how much he loved,
Or paint that strong and fervent zeal,
With which his tender heart was moved:
His pangs and sorrows who can tell?

8s, 6s & 8s.

Tune 79.

We, deeply bowed, can naught reply,
But at thy piercéd feet we lie,
Astonished at thy grace,

That, vile and wretched as we are,
Such undeserved love we share;
To thee is due eternal praise.

PRAYER.

The communicants shall give the right hand of fellowship while the following lines are sung:

Tune 185, last part.

Say, "My peace I leave with you:
Amen, Amen, be it so.

7s & 6s.

Draw near to Jesus' table,

Ye contrite souls, draw near;
The hungry, sick, and feeble
Are made most welcome here:
Let Jesus' death engraven
Upon our hearts remain;
Thus here, and there in heaven,
Eternal life you gain.

Tune 151.

All standing, the Minister shall consecrate the bread, saying:

Our Lord Jesus Christ, the same night in which he was betrayed, took bread, and, when he had given thanks, he brake it, and gave it to his disciples and said: Take, eat; this is my body which is given for you. This do in remembrance of me.

P M.

C. M.

As oft as we enjoy this blessing,

Each sacred token doth declare

Tune 107.

Thy dying love, all thoughts surpassing;
And while we thee in memory bear
At each returning celebration,

We show thy death for our salvation.

Jesus, thy love exceeds by far
The love of earthly friends;
Bestows whate'er the sinner needs,
Is firm, and never ends.

No man of greater love can boast,
Than for his friend to die;

Tune 14.

8s & 7s.

S. M.

P. M.

Thou for thy enemies wast slain;
What love with thine can vie?

O Lord, I'll treasure in my soul
The memory of thy love;
And thy dear name shall still to me
A grateful odor prove.

Tune 167.

O that we, his steps to follow,
'Midst affliction, scorn, and spite,
And his sacred name to hallow,

Did each other more excite:
Every one stir up his brother
To keep Jesus still in view,
Thus encouraging each other'
His example to pursue.

Then the souls he joined together
Will, according to his prayer,
Be accepted of his Father,
And his kind protection share:
As thou art with him united,
Lord, may we be one in thee,
And, by genuine love excited,
Serve each other willingly.

Thy presence makes the feast;
Now let our spirits feel
The glory not to be expressed,
The joy unspeakable.

Now let our souls be fed

With manna from above,

And over us thy banner spread
Of everlasting love.

Jesus, Lord of the creation,
Gives us now an invitation,
His unbounded love revealing,
He'll take up in us his dwelling.

Tune 595.

Tune 23.

This most precious, heavenly blessing,
All our thought by far surpassing,
Deeply bows us, Lord, before thee,
While we gratefully adore thee.

Now is come our time sabbatic,
Let us feel thy power emphatic:
Ah, draw near to us, dear Saviour,
Let us taste thy grace and favor.

When the bread has been distributed, the communicants shall rise and the Minister shall say:

Our Lord Jesus Christ said, Take, eat; this is my body which is given for you.

7s & 6s.

SILENT PRAYER.

Thy blood, so dear and precious,
Love made thee shed for me;

O may I now, dear Jesus,
Love thee most fervently:
May the divine impression
Of thy atoning death,
And all thy bitter passion,

Tune 151.

Ne'er leave me while I've breath.

All standing, the Minister shall consecrate the wine, saying: After the same manner also our Lord Jesus Christ took the cup, when he had supped, gave thanks, and gave it to his disciples, saying: Drink ye all of it; this is my blood, the blood of the New Testament, which is shed for you and for many, for the remission of sins. This do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me. Tune 590.

C. M. D.

8s & 7s.

Thy sufferings, 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,
The Saviour died for me.

Lamb of God, display the virtue
Of thy sanctifying blood;
Overstream with life and blessing
Us poor sinners 'fore thee bowed:
Sinners, in ourselves unworthy
Of the smallest crumb of grace,
But who dare of boundless mercy
Boast, to our Redeemer's praise.

Tune 16.

8s.

11s.

Tune 90.

Christ is our Master, Lord, and God,
The fullness of the Three in One;
His life, death, righteousness, and blood,
Our faith's foundation are alone,
His Godhead and his death shall be
Our theme to all eternity.

On him we'll venture all we have,
Our lives, our all to him we owe;
None else is able us to save,

No other Saviour will we know;
This we subscribe with heart and hand,
Resolved through grace thereby to stand.

Tune 39.

Is this our high calling, harmonious to dwell,
And thus in sweet concert Christ's praises to tell,
In peace and blest union our moments to spend,
And live in communion with Christ as our friend?

Oh yes, having found in the Lord our delight,
He is our chief object by day and by night;
This knits us together, no longer we roam,
We all have one Father, and heaven is our home.

The communicants shall give the right hand of fellowship while the following lines are sung:

10 & 7s.

We who here together are assembled,
Joining hearts and hands in one,

Tune 185.

Bind ourselves with love that's undissembled,
Christ to love and serve alone:

Oh, may our imperfect songs and praises
Be well-pleasing unto thee, Lord Jesus:
Say, "My peace I leave with you;"
Amen, Amen, be it so.

BENEDICTION.