  512L. M. Glorying only in the cross. When I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride! 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my Lord: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e’er such love and sorrow meet— Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all! 513L. M. Delight in Christ. Jesus, thou Joy of loving hearts! Thou Fount of Life! thou Light of men! From the best bliss that earth imparts, We turn unfilled to thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on thee call; To them that seek thee, thou art good, To them that find thee—All in All! 3 We taste thee, O thou Living Bread, And long to feed upon thee still; We drink of thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst our souls from thee to fill. 4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, Where’er our changeful lot is cast; Glad, when thy gracious smile we see, Blest, when our faith can hold thee fast. 5 O Jesus, ever with us stay! Make all our moments calm and bright, Chase the dark night of sin away— Shed o’er the world thy holy light! 514L. M. Soft be the gently breathing notes. Soft be the gently breathing notes That sing the Saviour’s dying love; Soft as the evening zephyr floats, Soft as the tuneful lyres above: Soft as the morning dews descend, While warbling birds exulting soar; So soft to our almighty Friend Be every sigh our bosoms pour. 2 Pure as the sun’s enlivening ray, That scatters life and joy abroad; Pure as the lucid orb of day, That wide proclaims its Maker, God; Pure as the breath of vernal skies, So pure let our contrition be; And purely let our sorrows rise To him who bled upon the tree. 515L. M. Communion in Christ. How pleasing to behold and see The friends of Jesus all agree— To sit around the sacred board As members of one common Lord. 2 Here we behold the dawn of bliss— Here we behold the Saviour’s grace— Here we behold his precious blood, Which sweetly pleads for us with God. 3 While here we sit, we would implore That love may spread from shore to shore, Till all the saints, like us, combine To praise the Lord in songs divine. 4 To all we freely give our hand, Who love the Lord in every land; For all are one in Christ our head, To whom be endless honors paid. 516L. M. Welcome to young converts. Welcome, ye hopeful heirs of heaven, To this rich feast of gospel love— This pledge is but the prelude given To that immortal feast above. 2 How great the blessing, thus to meet According to our Saviour’s word, And hold by faith communion sweet, With our unseen yet present Lord. 3 And if so sweet this feast below, What will it be to meet above, Where all we see, and feel, and know, Are fruits of everlasting love! 4 Soon shall we tune the heavenly lyre, While listening worlds the song approve; Eternity itself expire, Ere we exhaust the theme of love. 517L. M. The last scenes. ’Twas on that night when doomed to know The eager rage of every foe, That night in which he was betrayed, The Saviour of the world took bread; 2 And, after thanks and glory given To him that rules in earth and heaven, That symbol of his flesh he broke, And thus to all his followers spoke: 3 My broken body thus I give To you, my friends; take, eat, and live; And oft the sacred feast renew, That brings my wondrous love to view. 4 Then in his hands the cup he raised, And God anew he thanked and praised; While kindness in his bosom glowed, And from his lips salvation flowed. 5 My blood I thus pour forth, he cries, To cleanse the soul in sin that lies; In this the covenant is sealed, And heaven’s eternal grace revealed. 6 This cup is fraught with love to men; Let all partake who love my name; Through latest ages let it pour In memory of my dying hour. 518L. M. The bread of life. Away from earth my spirit turns— Away from every transient good: With strong desire my bosom burns To feast on heaven’s diviner food. 2 Thou, Saviour, art the living bread; Thou wilt my every want supply; By thee sustained, and cheered, and led, I’ll press through dangers to the sky. 3 What though temptations oft distress, And sin assails, and breaks my peace; Thou wilt uphold, and save, and bless, And bid the storms of passion cease. 4 Then let me take thy gracious hand, And walk beside thee onward still; Till my glad feet shall safely stand Forever firm on Zion’s hill. 519C. M. They came together to break bread. 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. 520C. M. Remembering Christ. If human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie— If tender thoughts within us burn To feel a friend is nigh; 2 O, shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To him who died our fears to quell, And save from endless woe? 3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed Those pangs he would not flee, What love his latest words displayed— “Meet and remember me.” 4 Remember thee! thy death, thy shame, The griefs which thou didst bear! O memory, leave no other name But His recorded there. 521C. M. Spiritual refreshment. O God, unseen yet ever near! Reveal thy presence now, While we, in love that hath no fear, Before thy glory bow. 2 Here may obedient spirits find The blessings of thy love— The streams that through the desert wind, The manna from above. 3 Awhile beside the fount we stay, And eat this bread of thine, Then go, rejoicing, on our way, Renewed with strength divine. 522C. M. Reception of members. Come in, thou blessÉd of the Lord; Stranger nor foe art thou: We welcome thee with warm accord, Our friend, our brother now. 2 The hand of fellowship, the heart Of love, we offer thee: Leaving the world, thou dost but part From lies and vanity. 3 The cup of blessing which we bless, The heavenly bread we break— Our Saviour’s blood and righteousness, Freely with us partake. 4 In weal or woe, in joy or care, Thy portion shall be ours; Christians their mutual burdens bear; They lend their mutual powers. 5 Come with us, we will do thee good, As God to us hath done; Stand but in him, as those have stood, Whose faith the victory won. 6 And when, by turns, we pass away As star by star grows dim, May each, translated into day, Be lost, and found in him. 523C. M. Blessed are the poor in spirit. Lord, at thy table we behold The wonders of thy grace; But most of all admire that we Should find a welcome place. 2 What strange, surprising grace is this, That we, so lost, have room! Jesus our weary souls invites, And freely bids us come! 3 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven, Join all your sacred powers: No theme is like redeeming love; No Saviour is like ours. 524C. M. In remembrance of me. In memory of the Saviour’s love, We keep the sacred feast, Where every humble, contrite heart Is made a welcome guest. 2 Under his banner thus we sing The wonders of his love, And thus anticipate by faith The heavenly feast above. 525C. M. He was known of them, etc. Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless Thy chosen pilgrim flock, With manna from the wilderness, With water from the rock. 2 Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak (As thou when here below), Our souls the joys celestial seek, That from thy sorrows flow. 3 We would not live by bread alone, But by thy word of grace— In strength of which we travel on To our abiding place. 4 Be known to us in breaking bread, But do not then depart— Saviour abide with us, and spread Thy table in our heart. 5 Then sup with us in love divine; Thy body and thy blood, That living bread and heavenly wine, Be our immortal food. 526S. M. You do show the Lord’s death. Jesus, the Friend of man, Invites us to his board; The welcome summons we obey, And own our gracious Lord. 2 Here we show forth his love, Which spake in every breath, Prompted each action of his life, And triumphed in his death. 3 Here let our powers unite His honored name to raise; Let grateful joy fill every mind, And every voice be praise. 4 One faith, one hope, one Lord One God alone we know; Brethren we are; let every heart With kind affections grow. 527S. M. After the supper. Now let each happy guest The sacred concert raise, To close the honors of the feast, And sing the Master’s praise. 2 His condescending love First calls our wonder forth; He left the blessÉd realms above, To dwell with men on earth. 3 His precepts, how divine! How suited to our state! How bright his acts of mercy shine His promises how great! 4 Redemption’s glorious plan, How wondrous in our view! The salutary source to man Of peace and pardon too. 528S. M. Truly our fellowship is with the Father, etc. Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near; With both, our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs: He pardons every day; Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are! What various stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer’s hand, And purchased with his blood! 4 Jesus, our living Head, We bless thy faithful care; Our Advocate before the throne, And our forerunner there. 5 Here fix my roving heart! Here wait my warmest love! Till the communion be complete, In nobler scenes above. 529C. M. Take this, etc. Jesus invites his saints To meet around his board; Here pardoned rebels sit, and hold Communion with their Lord. 2 This holy bread and wine Maintain our fainting breath, By union with our living Lord, And interest in his death. 3 Let all our powers be joined His glorious name to raise; Let holy love fill every mind, And every voice be praise. 530S. M. And when they had sung a hymn, etc. A parting hymn we sing, Around thy table, Lord; Again our grateful tribute bring, Our solemn vows record. 2 Here have we seen thy face, And felt thy presence here; So may the savor of thy grace In word and life appear. 3 The purchase of thy blood— By sin no longer led— The path our dear Redeemer trod May we rejoicing tread. 4 In self-forgetting love Be Christian union shown, Until we join the Church above, And know as we are known. 531S. M. Behold the Lamb of God. Not all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away its stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Bears all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his dying love. 532S. M. Foretastes. Blest feast of love divine! ’Tis grace that makes us free To feed upon this bread and wine, In memory, Lord, of thee! 2 That blood which flowed for sin, In symbol here we see, And feel the blessÉd pledge within, That we are loved of thee. 3 O, if this glimpse of love Be so divinely sweet, What will it be, O Lord, above, Thy gladdening smile to meet! 4 To see thee face to face— Thy perfect likeness wear— And all thy ways of wondrous grace Through endless years declare! 5338s & 7s. I will draw all men unto me. It is finished! Man of Sorrows! From thy cross our frailty borrows Strength to bear and conquer thus. 2 While extended there we view thee, Mighty Sufferer! draw us to thee; Sufferer victorious! 3 Not in vain for us uplifted, Man of Sorrows, wonder-gifted! May that sacred emblem be; 4 Lifted high amid the ages, Guide of heroes, saints, and sages; May it guide us still to thee! 5347s. The body and blood of Christ. Bread of heaven, on thee we feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed; Ever let our souls be fed With this true and living bread. 2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice; Lord, thy wounds our healing give; To thy cross we look and live. 3 Day by day with strength supplied, Through the life of him who died, Lord of life, O let us be Rooted, grafted, built on thee. 5358s & 7s. Leaving the Lord’s table. From the table now retiring, Which for us the Lord hath spread, May our souls, refreshment finding, Grow in all things like our Head. 2 His example by beholding, May our lives his image bear; Him our Lord and Master calling, His commands may we revere. 3 Love to God and man displaying, Walking steadfast in his way, Joy attend us in believing, Peace from God, through endless day. 536P. M. It was for us. Near the cross our station taking, Earthly cares and joys forsaking, Meet it is for us to mourn: ’Twas for us he came from heaven, ’Twas for us his heart was riven; All his griefs for us were borne. 2 When no eye its pity gave us, When there was no arm to save us, He his love and power displayed: By his stripes our help and healing, By his death our life revealing, He for us the ransom paid. 3 Jesus, may thy love constrain us, That from sin we may refrain us, In thy griefs may deeply grieve; Thee our best affections giving, To thy praise and honor living, May we in thy glory live! 537P. M. My peace I give unto you. Lamb of God! whose bleeding love We now recall to mind, Send thy blessing from above, And let us mercy find; Think on us, who think on thee; Every burdened soul release; O, remember Calvary, And 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: By thy passion on the tree, Let our griefs and troubles cease: O, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace! 5388s & 7s. Looking to Jesus. Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner’s dying friend. 2 Here I’ll sit, for ever viewing Mercy streaming in his blood; Precious drops! my soul bedewing, Plead they now my peace with God. 3 Truly blessÉd is this station, Here unfolds his wondrous grace; While I see divine compassion Beaming in his lovely face. 4 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the cross I gaze; Here the joy of sins forgiven Shall inspire my songs of praise. 5 Love and grief my heart dividing, While his feet I bathe with tears; Constant still in faith abiding— Hope triumphant o’er my fears. 6 Lord! in ceaseless contemplation, Fix my trusting heart on thee, Till I know thy full salvation, And thy face in glory see. 539P. M. My meditation shall be sweet. Here I sink before thee lowly, Filled with gladness deep and holy, As with trembling awe and wonder On thy mighty work I ponder— On this banquet’s mystery, On the depths we can not see: Far beyond all mortal sight Lie the secrets of thy might. 2 Sun, who all my life dost brighten! Light, who dost my soul enlighten! Joy, the sweetest man e’er knoweth! Fount, whence all my being floweth! Humbly draw I near to thee; Grant that I may worthily Take this blessÉd heavenly food, To thy praise, and to my good. 3 Jesus, Bread of Life from heaven, Never be thou vainly given, Nor I to my hurt invited; Be thy love with love requited; Let me learn its depths indeed, While on thee my soul doth feed; Let me, here so richly blest, Be hereafter, too, thy guest. 5408s & 7s. Whom having not seen, we love. While in sweet communion feeding On this earthly bread and wine, Saviour may we see thee bleeding On the cross to make us thine. 2 Though unseen, now be thou near us, With the still small voice of love, Whispering words of peace to cheer us— Every doubt and fear remove. 3 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. 541P. M. To Him be glory. Jesus has died for me, Glory to God! From sin he set me free, Glory to God! And, if I trust his grace, I soon shall win the race; Then see his lovely face, Glory to God. 2 Soon, I shall sing above, Glory to God! Tell of his wondrous love, Glory to God: Free from all death and wrong, Then shall my notes prolong One loud, triumphant song, Glory to God! 5426s & 4s. Christ our confidence. My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary: Saviour divine, Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; O, let me, from this day, Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart; My zeal inspire; As thou hast died for me, O may my love to thee Pure, warm, and changeless be— A living fire. 3 While life’s dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow’s tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. 4 When ends life’s transient dream, When death’s cold, sullen stream Shall o’er me roll; Blest Saviour, then, in love, Fear and distress remove; O bear me safe above— A ransomed soul. 5437s & 6s. The Cross—the power of God. I saw the cross of Jesus When burdened with my sin; I sought the cross of Jesus To give me peace within; I brought my soul to Jesus; He cleansed it in his blood; And in the cross of Jesus I found my peace with God. 2 I love the cross of Jesus— It tells what I am; A vile and guilty creature, Saved only through the Lamb. No righteousness, no merit, No beauty can I plead; Yet in the cross I glory, My title there I read. 3 I clasp the cross of Jesus In every trying hour, My sure and certain refuge, My never-failing tower. In every fear and conflict, I more than conqueror am; Living I’m safe, or dying, Through Christ the risen Lamb. 4 Sweet is the cross of Jesus! There let my weary heart Still rest in peace and safety Till life itself depart; And then in strains of glory I’ll sing thy wondrous power, Where sin can never enter, And death is known no more. 54410s. Communion of the body and blood of Christ. Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face; Here would I touch and handle things unseen; Here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace, And all my weariness upon thee lean. 2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God; Here drink with thee the royal wine of heaven; Here would I lay aside each earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear; The feast, though not the love, is passed and gone: The bread and wine remove, but thou art here— Nearer than ever—still my Shield and Sun. 4 Feast after feast thus comes and passes by; Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above— Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, The Lamb’s great bridal feast of bliss and love. 545H. M. Believing, we rejoice. Ye saints, your music bring, Attuned to sweetest sound, Strike every trembling string, Till earth and heaven resound; The triumphs of the cross we sing; Awake, ye saints, each joyful string. 2 The cross, the cross alone, Subdued the powers of hell; Like lightning from his throne The prince of darkness fell, The triumphs of the cross we sing, Awake, ye saints, each joyful string. 3 The cross hath power to save From all the foes that rise; The cross hath made the grave A passage to the skies; The triumphs of the cross we sing; Awake, ye saints, each joyful string. 5467s, 6 lines. The true Passover. Once the angel started back, When he saw the blood-stained door, Pausing on his vengeful track, And the dwelling passing o’er. Once the sea from Israel fled, Ere it rolled o’er Egypt’s dead. 2 Now our Passover is come, Dimly shadowed in the past, And the very Paschal Lamb, Christ, the Lord, is slain at last. Then with hearts and hands made meet, Our unleavened bread we’ll eat. 3 BlessÉd Victim sent from heaven, Whom all angel hosts obey, To whose will all earth is given, At whose word hell shrinks away. Thou hast conquered death’s dread strife, Thou hast brought us light and life. |
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