2 Not all the malice of his foes His pity could subdue;

"Forgive them, Father," he exclaimed, They know not what they do."

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3 0 what a love was here displayed,
Beyond our utmost thought!
How pure the lessons, how sublime,
In life and death he taught!

4 Let not his sacred truths by us
Be lost or misapplied;

Nor let our thoughtless hearts forget
That 'twas for us he died.

HYMN XLII. C. M.

1 COME, and before we bid adieu,
And the Communion end,-

Come, in a hymn the praise renew
Of our exalted Friend.

2 Though in the blissful realms above
His brighter glories shine;

Though there the soul, with purer love,
Shall hail the light divine ;

S Yet there are mild enlivening rays
Diffused around us here ;-

And the kind tokens he conveys,
Make his remembrance dear.

4 O let us, then, his praise repeat.
In our most grateful strains,
Till with his people we shall meet
In glory where he reigns.

HYMN XLIII. C. M.

Brotherly kindness from the precepts and example of Christ.

1 YE followers of the Prince of Peace,
Who round his table draw,
Remember what his spirit was,
What his peculiar law.

2 The love which all his bosom filled,
Did all his actions guide;

Inspired by love he lived and taught,
Inspired by love he died.

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3 And do you love him? do you
Your warm affections move?
This is the proof that he demands,
That you each other love.

4 Let each the sacred law fulfil;
Like his be every mind;
Be every temper formed by love,
And every action kind.

5 Let us, who call ourselves his friends,
Deserve the honoured name;
And by a near resemblance prove
The title which we claim.

HYMN XLIV. S. M.

1 Now let each happy guest
The sacred concert raise,
To close the honours of the feast,
And sing the Master's praise.

2 The gospel's mighty plan,
How glorious in our view!
The salutary source to man
Of peace and pardon too!

3 His precepts how divine!
How suited to our state!

How bright his acts of mercy
His promises how great!

4 Kind author of the grace
So largely, freely given,

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Upon our souls thine image trace,
And form them fit for heaven!

HYMN XLV. L. M.

"Show forth the Lord's death till he come.”

1 LORD, at thy table we attend,

1 COR. XI. 26.

Feed on the bread and drink the wine, Memorials of our absent friend,

The signs and seals of love divine.

2 As bread recruits when strength decays, And wine revives our sinking hearts,

Jesus immortal food conveys,

Jesus immortal joys imparts.

3 Thus we the death of Jesus show,
From whose bequest our comforts rise,
Till we his richer grace shall know,
Prepared and promised in the skies.

4 Then shall we, rising from the dust,
To those blest realms exulting soar,
And join the millions of the just,
And feel nor want nor sorrow more.

HYMN XLVI. L. M.

10 FATHER, may thy grace descend
To crown the blessings of this board,
These emblems of our dying friend,
Our buried, risen, reigning Lord.

2 Be thou our guide, and, while we tread Life's thorny path, we ne'er shall stray; Nor shall the prison of the dead

Keep back our souls from endless day.

3 We long that better world to see,
Its glories and its joys to share ;
To live with Christ and near to thee,
And feast the soul forever there.