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COMMUNION. C. M.

CHARLES ZEUNER.

In all my Lord's ap-pointed ways My journey I'll pursue; Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints, For I must go with you.

1020 Gen. 24: 56.
In all my Lord's appointed ways

My journey I'll pursue ;
Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints,

For I must go with you.
2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead,

I'll follow where he goes; Hinder me not! shall be my cry,

Though earth and hell oppose. 3 Through duties, and through trials too,

I'll go at his command; Hinder me not! for I am bound

To my Immanuel's land.
4 And when my Saviour calls me home,

Still this my cry shall be,
Hinder me not! come, welcome death;

I'll gladly go with thee!

1021 Jesus' Baptism.
MEEKLY in Jordan's holy stream

The great Redeemer bowed;
Bright was the glory's sacred beam

That hushed the wondering crowd. 2 Thus God descended to approve

The deed that Christ had done;
Thus came the emblematic Dove,

And hovered o'er the Son.
3 So, blesséd Spirit, come to-day

To our baptismal scene ;
Let thoughts of earth be far away,

And every mind serene.
4 This day we give to holy joy;

This day to heaven belongs ;
Raised to new life, we will employ

In melody our tongues.

John Ryland.

Samuel Francis Smith.

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Selections. 1 BURIED with Christ by | baptism •• unto | death,- || We rise in the likeness of

his / res-ur- | rection. 2 If ye then be risen with Christ, || Seek those things which are above, where

Christ sitteth at the right - | hand of God. 3 For as many as have been baptized into Christ, have | put on | Christ. || Therefore

glorify God in your body, and in your ) spir-it, which are God's. 4 Reckon ye yourselves to be dead in- | deed .. unto | sin,- || But alive unto God

through Je-sus Christ our Lord. 5 If we be dead with him, we shall also | live with | him ; || If we suffer with him, we

shall al-soreign with him. 6 Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. || Blessed is

the man to whom the Lord im- , pu-teth | not in- | iquity. (GLORIA PATRI.)

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1024 Parting Song.
OH, the sweet wonders of that cross

Where my Redeemer loved and died !
Her noblest life my spirit draws

From his dear wounds, and bleeding side. 2 I would for ever speak his name

In sounds to mortal ears unknown; With angels join to praise the Lamb,

And worship at his Father's throne. 3 O Lord, the Lord of lords, to thej

Eternal praise and glory be; Whom with the Father we adore,

And Holy Ghost for evermore.

1025 “Happy Day.”—Ps. 56:12.
Oh, happy day that fixed my choice

On thee, my Saviour, and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,

And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 Oh, happy bond, that seals my vows

To him who merits all my love! Let cheerful anthems fill his house,

While to that sacred shrine I move. 3 Now rest, my long-divided heart!

Fixed on this blissful center, rest; Here have I found a nobler part, Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast.

Philip Doddridge.

Isaac Watts.

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1026 Feeding on Christ.
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. 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

The tokens of thy dying love,
And, while I feast on earth, believe
That I shall feast with thee above.

James Montgomery.

1027 At the Cross. DEAR Lord, amid the throng that pressed

Around thee on the cursed tree, Some loyal, loving hearts there were,

Some pitying eyes that wept for thee. 2 Like them may we rejoice to own

Our dying Lord, tho' crowned with thorn; Like thee, thy blesséd self, endure

The cross with all its cruel scorn. 3 Thy cross, thy lonely path below,

Show what thy brethren all should be ; Pilgrims on earth, disowned by those

Who see no beauty, Lord, in thee.

Edward Denny.

DWIGHT. L. M.

Arr. by J. P. HOLBROOK.

Jesus, thou Joy of loving hearts,

From the best bliss that earth imparts,
Thou Fount of life! thou Light of men!

We turn unfilled to thee a - gain.

1028 Jesus al in An.
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 feast 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!

Ray Palmer, tr.

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1029 “Eat, friends!"

1031 Libing to Christ. DRAW near,

O Holy Dove, draw near, My gracious Lord, I own thy right With peace and gladness on thy wing; To every service I can pay, Reveal the Saviour's presence here,

And call it my supreme delight And light, and life, and comfort bring. To hear thy dictates and obey. 2 “Eat, O my friends - drink, O beloved!” 2 'T is to my Saviour I would live,

We hear the Master's voice exclaim: To him who for my ransom died ; Our hearts with new desire are moved, Nor conld the bowers of Eden give

And kindled with a heavenly flame. Such bliss as blossoms at his side. 3 No room for doubt, no room for dread, 3 His work my hoary age shall bless,

Nor tears, nor groans, nor anxious sighs; When youthful vigor is no more ;
We do not mourn a Saviour dead,

And
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last hour of life confess But hail him living in the skies !

His dying love, his saving power.

Philip Doddridge. 4 While this we do, remembering thee, Dear Saviour, let our graces prove

1032 Forget Mim Not." We have thy blesséd company,

O THOU, my soul, forget no more, Thy banner over us is love.

The Friend who all thy sorrows bore,

Let every idol be forgot; 1030 "Bought with a Price."

But, O my soul, forget him not. LORD, I am thine, entirely thine,

2 Renounce thy works and ways, with grief, Purchased and saved by blood divine, And fly to this divine relief; With full consent thine I would be, Nor him forget, who left his throne, And own thy sovereign right in me. And for thy life gave up his own. 2 Thine would I live, thine would I die, 3 Eternal truth and mercy shine Be thine through all eternity;

In him, and he himself is thine: The vow is past beyond repeal;

And canst thou, then, with sin beset, And now I set the solemn seal.

Such charms, such matchless charms forget ? 3 Here at that cross where flows the blood 4 Oh, no : till life itself depart, That bought my guilty soul for God, His name shall cheer and warm my heart; Thee, my new Master now I call,

And, lisping this, from earth I 'll rise, And consecrate to thee my all.

And join the chorus of the skies.

Joshua Marshman, tr.

Aaron R. Wolfe.

Samuel Davies.

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1033 Crucifying the Lord Afresh.

1034 Ashamed of Me." O JESUS! bruised and wounded more JESUS! and shall it ever be,

Than bursted grape, or bread of wheat, A mortal man ashamed of thee? The Life of life within our souls,

Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, The Cup of our salvation sweet! Whose glories shine through endless days ? 2 We come to show thy dying hour, 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far

Thy streaming vein, thy broken flesh; Let evening blush to own a star; And still the blood is warm to save, He sheds the beams of light divine

And still the fragrant wounds are fresh. O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 0 Heart! that, with a double tide 3 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend

Of blood and water, maketh pure; On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! O Flesh! once offered on the cross, No; when I blush, be this my shame,

The gift that makes our pardon sure;- That I no more revere his name. 4 Let never more our sinful souls

4 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, The anguish of thy cross renew;

When I've no guilt to wash away;
Nor forge again the cruel nails,

No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
That pierced thy victim body through. No fears to quell, no soul to save.
5 Come, Bread of heaven, to feed our souls, 5 Till then-nor is my boasting vain
And with thee, Jesus enter in!

Till then, I boast a Saviour slain!
Come, Wine of God! and as we drink, And, oh, may this my glory be
His precious blood wash out our sin! That Christ is not ashamed of me!

Joseph Grigg.

Mrs. C. F. Alexander.

GRACE CHURCH. L. M.

I. PLEYEL.

1035 "The Living Bread."
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,

For ever firm, on Zion's hill.

Ray Palmer.

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