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878 Choosing the portion of God's Heritage. 13 Holy pilgrim, what for thee Ruth i. 16

In a world like this remain ? 2 Lonely I no longer roam,

From thy guarded breast shall flee Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;

Fear, and shame, and doubt, and pain; Where you dwell shall be my home,

Fear, the hope of heaven shall fly; Where you die shall be my grave;

Shame, from glory's view retire; Mine the God whom you adore,

Doubt, in certain rapture die; Your Redeemer shall be mine;

Pain, in endless bliss expire. Earth can fill my heart no more,

Rev. George Crabbe. (1754–1832.) 1807. ab. Every idol I resign. James Montgomery. (1771–1854.) 1819, 1853. ab. 880

Thine for ever!" 879 The burdened Pilgrim welcomed.

I THINE for ever!–God of love, i Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin,

Hear us from Thy throne above; Come the way to Zion's gate:

Thine for ever may we be, There, till mercy lets thee in,

Here and in eternity. Knock, and weep, and watch, and wait.

Thine for ever!-Lord of life, Knock-He knows the sinner's cry;

Shield us through our earthly strife; Weep-He loves the mourner's tears;

Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Watch, for saving grace is nigh ;

Guide us to the realms of day. Wait, till heavenly light appears. 2 Thine for ever !—Saviour, keep 2 Hark, it is the Bridegroom's voice: These Thy frail and trembling sheep;

Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest!" Safe alone beneath Thy care, Now within the gate rejoice,

Let us all Thy goodness share.
Safe, and sealed, and bought and blest : Thine for ever!—Thou our Guide,
Safe, from all the lures of vice;

All our wants by Thee supplied, Sealed, by signs the chosen know; All our sins by Thee forgiven, Bought by love, and life the price ; Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. Blest, the mighty debt to owe.

Mrs. Mary Fawler Maude. 1848 ab

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13 Sing the Son's amazing love: "Lovest thou Me?"

How He left the realms above, 2 “I delivered thee, when bound,

Took our nature and our place,
And, when wounded, healed Thy wound;

Lived and died to save our race.
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.

4 Sing we, too, the Spirit's love :

With our wretched hearts He strove, 3. “ Can a woman's tender care

Took the things of Christ, and showed Cease towards the child she bare ?

How to reach His blest abode.
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.

5 Sweet the place, exceeding sweet,

Where the saints in glory meet; 4 “Minc is an unchanging love,

Where the Saviour's still the theme, Higher than the heights above,

Where they see, and sing of Him. Deeper than the depths beneath,

Rev. George Burder. (1752-1832.) 1779. alt Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 “Thou shalt see My glory soon,

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Dignare me, O Jesu, rogo te." When the work or grace is done; 1 JESUS, grant me this, I pray, Partner of My throne shalt be;

Ever in Thy heart to stay ; Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me?" Let me evermore abide 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint,

Hidden in Thy wounded side. That my love is weak and faint;

12 If the evil one prepare, Yet I love Thee, and adore;

Or the world, a tempting snare, O for grace to love Thee more.

I am safe, when I abide William Cowper. (1731–1800.) 1779. In Thy heart and wounded side. 882

3 If the flesh, more dangerous still, Redeeming Love. Sweet the time, exceeding sweet,

Tempt my soul to deeds of ill, When the saints together meet;

Naught I fear, when I abide When the Saviour is the theme,

In Thy heart and wounded side. When they join to sing of Him.

4 Death will come one day to me;

Jesus, cast me not from Thee : 2 Sing we then eternal love, Such as did the Father move :

Dying, let me still abide He beheld the world undone,

In Thy heart and wounded side.

Of unknown authorship and date. Loved the world, and gave His Son. Tr. by Rev. Sir Henry Williams Baker. (1821–) 1861.

SEASONS. L, M.

From Ignace Pleyel. (1759–1831.)

1. 'Twas on

that dark, that dole - ful night, When powers of earth and hell

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The Supper instituted.

14 With joy we tell the scoffing age,
i Cor. xi. 23

He that was dead has left His tomb; 2 Before the mournful scene began,

He lives above their utmost rage, He took the bread, and blessed, and And we are waiting till He come. brake :

Rev. Isaac Watts. 1709. What love through all His actions ran, 886

"Liebe die du mich so milde." What wondrous words of grace He

1 O LOVE, who formedst me to wear spake.

The image of Thy God-head here; 3“This is My body, broke for sin;

O Love, I give myself to Thee, Receive and eat the living food :" Thine ever, only Thine to be. Then took the cup, and blessed the wine,

2 O Love, of whom is truth and light, 'T is the new covenant in My blood."

Whose heart was bared to them that smite; 4 “Do this,” He cried, “ till time shall end, O love, I give myself to Thee,

In memory of your dying Friend; Thine ever, only Thine to be. Meet at My table, and record

Johann Angelus Silesius. (1624–1677.) 1657.

Tr. by Miss Catherine Winkworth. (1829–) 1858. ab. The love of your departed Lord.” 5 Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate;

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Prayer for helping Grace. We show Thy death, we sing Thy name, 1 O JESUS, bruised and wounded more Till Thou return, and we shall eat

Than bursted grape, or bread of wheat, The marriage supper of the Lamb. The Life of life within our souls,

Rev. Isaac Watts. (1674-1748.) 1709. ab. The Cup of our salvation sweet: 885 Glorying in the Cross.

2 We come to show Thy dying hour, 1 At Thy command, our dearest Lord, Thy streaming vein, Thy broken flesh; Here we attend Thy dying feast;

And still the blood is warm to save, Thy blood, like wine, adorns Thy board, And still the fragrant wounds are fresh.

And Thine own flesh feeds every guest. 3 O Heart, that, with a double tide 2 Our faith adores Thy bleeding love,

Of blood and water, maketh pure; And trusts for life in One that died; Flesh, once offered on the cross, We hope for heavenly crowns above, The gift that makes our pardon sure: From a Redeemer crucified.

14. Let never more our sinful souls 3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, The anguish of Thy cross renew;

And fling their scandals on Thy cause ; Nor forge again the cruel nails We come to boast our Saviour's name,

That pierced Thy victim body through. And make our triumphs in His cross.

Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander. 1839

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14 The best obedience of my hands "Jesu, Dulcedo cordium."

Dares not appear before Thy throne; 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood ;

But faith can answer Thy demands, Thou savest those that on Thee call;

By pleading what my Lord has done. To them that seek Thee, Thou art good,

Rev. Isaac Watts. 1709. To them that find Thee, All in all.

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The Wonders of the Cross. 3 We taste Thce, O thou living Bread,

I O THE sweet wonders of that cross
And long to feast upon Thee still ;
We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head,

Where my Redeemer loved and died :

Her noblest life my spirit draws (side. And thirst, our souls from Thee to fill.

From His dear wounds, and bleeding 4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee,

2 I would forever speak His name Where'er our changeful lot is cast ;

In sounds to mortal ears unknown; Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see,

With angels join to praise the Lamb, Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast.

And worship at His Father's throne. 5 O Jesus, ever with us stay;

Rev. Isaac Watts. 1709. ab. Make all our moments calm and bright;

"This do in Remembrance of Me." Chase the dark night of sin away;

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Luke xxii. 19.
Shed o'er the world Thy holy light. I DRAW near, O Holy Dove, draw near,

Bernard of Clairvaux. (1091-1153 ) 1140
Tr. by Rev. Ray Palmer. (1808–) 1858.

With peace and gladness on Thy wing;

Reveal the Saviour's presence here, 889 Trusting the Merits of Christ.

And light, and life, and comfort bring. Phil. iil. 7-9

2 “Eat, O my friends, drink, O beloved !" I No more, my God, I boast no more

We hear the Master's voice exclaim : Of all the duties I have done;

Our hearts with new desire are moved, I quit the hopes I held before,

And kindled with a heavenly flame. To trust the merits of Thy Son.

3 No room for doubt, no room for dread, 2 Now for the love I bear His name,

Nor tears, nor groans, nor anxious sighs; What was my gain I count my loss;

We do not mourn a Saviour dead, My former pride I call my shame,

But hail Him living in the skies. And nail my glory to His cross.

4. While this we do, remembering Thee, 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem

Dear Saviour, let our graces prove All things but loss for Jesus' sake; We have Thy blesséd company, O may my soul be found in Him,

Thy banner over us is love. And of His righteousness partake.

Rev. Aaron Robarts Wolfe. (1821–) 1859

AFFECTION. 7, 6. D.

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Ev-ery struggling soul release; O remember Cal-va-ry, And bid us go in peace.

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"Bid us go in Peace." 2 By Thine agonizing pain

And bloody sweat, we pray,
By Thy dying love to man,

Take all our sins away ;
Burst our bonds and sct us free,

From iniquity release ;
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.

SACRAMENT. 9, 8.

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"Bread of the World." 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken,

Look on the tears by sinners shed;

Johann C. W. A. Mozart. (1756-1791.)

now re- call to mind, Send the answer

who think on Thee;

3 Let Thy blood, by faith applied,

The sinner's pardon seal;
Speak us freely justified,

And all our sickness heal;
By Thy passion on the tree,

Let our griefs and troubles cease;
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace.
Rev. Charles Wesley (1708—1788 ) 1745. ab. and sl. all

Edward John Hopkins. (1818–)

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shed,

And be Thy feast to us the token
That by Thy grace our souls are fed.

Bp. Reginald Heber. (1783–1826.) 1837.

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