Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 3 Why are its bounties all in vain Before unwilling hearts displayed? Was not for you the victim slain? Are you forbid the children's bread? 4 0 let thy table honoured be, And furnished well with joyful guests: 5 Drawn by thy quickening grace, O Lord, 6 Nor let thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run; Till with this bread all men be blest, Who see the light or feel the sun. 285 Communion with Christ. 1 I FEED by faith on Christ; my bread, His body broken on the tree; I live in him, my living Head, Who died, and rose again for me. L. M. 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 286 “He brought me to the banqueting house." 8s & 7s. Teach us, Lord, thy grace to know. 2 Though unseen, be ever near us, 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. 287 The Lord's Supper. 1 LORD, may the spirit of this feast, Maintain a dwelling in our breast, 2 The healing sense of pardoned sin,— The strength a pilgrim's race to win,— 3 Still may their light, our duties trace, Like that upon the Prophet's face, 4 But if no more with kindred dear 5 Forget us not,-when on the bed 6 Forget not,-thou who bore the woe Those, who within these courts below, C. M. 288 "Thine is the Glory." Arrayed in blood-washed robes, we sing: 2 Hail victor Christ! Triumphant Lord! 30 Jesus, from the death of sin Of all the souls new born in thee. L. M. 289 REVIVAL. "Build thou the Walls of Jerusalem.” L. M. 1 O GOD of Zion! from thy throne Thy church now humbly makes her prayer— 2 We call to mind the happier days Of life and love, of prayer and praise- To joys resembling heaven on earth. 3 But now the ways of Zion mourn, 5 Near to each other and to thee, 290 "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, Till hearts of adamant shall break- |