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3 Thee let the fathers own,

Thee let the sons adore ;
Joined to the Lord in solemn vows,

To be forgot no more.
4 How great thy mercies, Lord !

How plenteous is thy grace!
Which, in the promise of thy love,

Includes our rising race.
5 Our offspring, still thy care,

Shall own their fathers' God;
To latest times thy blessings share,
And sound thy praise abroad.

C. M. Medfield. Bodford. 423

Embracing the Promise.
THUS saith the mercy of the Lord,

“I'll be a God to thee;
I'll bless thy numerous race, and they

Shall be a seed for me."
2 With humble faith, eternal King,

Thy promise we embrace :
To thee our infant offspring bring,
And supplicate thy grace.

S. M. Hudson. St. Thomas. 424

Christ blessing Children.
THE Saviour kindly calls

Our children to his breast;
He folds them in his gracious arms,

Himself declares them blest.
2 “ Let them approach," he cries,

“ Nor scorn their humble claim;
The heirs of heaven are such as these-

For such as these I came."
3 With joy we bring them, Lord,

Devoting them to thee,
Imploring, that, as we are thine,

Thine may our offspring be. 425

C. M. Medfield. Stephens.
BEHOLD what condescending love

Jesus on earth displays !
To habes and sucklings he extends

The riches of his grace!

2 He still the ancient promise keeps,

To our forefathers given;
Young children in his arms he takes,

And calls them heirs of heaven.
3 Forbid them not, whom Jesus calls,

Nor dare the claim resist,
Since his own lips to us declare

Of such will heaven consist.
4 With flowing tears, and thankful hearts,

We give them up to thee;
Receive them, Lord, into thine arms;
Thine may they ever be.

S. M. Hudson, St. Thomas 426

Dedication of Children to God.
GREAT God, now condescend

To bless our rising race;
Soon may their willing spirits bend

To thy victorious grace.
2 Oh what a vast delight,

Their happiness to see!
Our warınest wishes all unite

To lead their souls to thee.
3 Now bless, thou God of love,

This holy rite divine;
Send thy good Spirit from above,
And make our children thine.
L. M.

Medway. 427

Baptism of the Holy Ghost.
COME, Holy Ghost–come from on high ;

Baptizer of our spirits thou !
The sacramental seal apply,

And witness with the water now.
2 Exert thy gracious power divine,

And sprinkle thou th' atoning blood j
May Father, Son, and Spirit, join
To seal this child a child of God.

L. M. Duke Street. Windham. 428

The Lord's Supper instituted.
"TWAS on that dark, that doleful night,

When powers of earth and hell arose
Against the Son of God's delight,

And friends betrayed him to his foes

2 Before the mournful scene began,

He took the bread, and blest and brake:
What love ihrough all his actions ran !

What wondrous words of grace he spake! 3“This is my body, broke for sin:

Receive and eat the living food;"-
Then took the cup and blessed the wine

“'Tis the new covenant in my blood.”
4." Do this,” he cried, “till time shall end,

In memory of your dying friend;
Meet at my table, and record

The love of your departed Lord.”
5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate,

We show thy death, we sing thy name
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.

S. M. St. Thomas. Hudson, 429

Christ's Invitation to the Table.
JESUS invites his saints

To meet around his board;
Here pardoned rebels sit, and hold

Communion with their Lord.
2 For food he gives his flesh;

He bids us drink his blood;
Amazing favor-matchless grace

of our descending God !
3 Let all our powers be joined

His glorious name to raise :
Set joy and love fill every mind,
And every voice be praise.
C. M.

Stamford, 430

Guests drawn in by Divine Love.
HOW sweet and awful is the place,

With Christ within the doors,
While everlasting love displays

The choicest of her stores !
2 While all our hearts, and all our songs

Join to admire the feast,
Each of us cries with thankful tongue,

Lord, why was I a guest ?
3 Why was I made to hear thy voice,

And enter while there's room?

When thousands make a wretched choice,

And rather starve than come !!
4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast

That gently drew us in ;
Else we had still refused to taste,

And perished in our sin.
5 Pity the nations, ( our God!

Constrain the earth to come;
Send thy victorious word abroad,

And bring the strangers home.
6 We long to see thy churches full,

That all the chosen race
May with one voice, and heart, and soul,

Sing thy redeeming grace.
C. M.

LORD, at thy table we behold

The wonders of thy grace ;
But most of all admire, that we

Should find a welcome place-
2 We, who are all defiled with sin,

And rebels to cur God!
We, who have crucified thy Son,

And trampled on his blood !
3 What strange, surprising grace is this,

That we, so lost, have room!
Jesus our weary souls invites,

And freely bids us come.
4 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven!

Join all your sacred powers:
No theme is like redeeming love!
No Saviour is like ours !

L. M.

Hingham. Medway. 432 Penitent View of the Saviour's Sufferings.

LORD, when my thoughts delighted rove
Amid the wonders of thy love,
Sweet hope revives my drooping heart,
And bids intruding fears depart.
2 Repentant sorrow fills my heart,
But mingling joy allays the smart;
Oh! may my future life declare
The sorrow and the joy sincere.
3 Be all my heart, and all my days
Devoted to my Saviour's praise ;

And let my glad obedience prove
How much I owe-how much I love.

C. M.

Mear. Peterboro'. 433

The new Covenant sealed.
THE promise of my Father's love

Shall stand forever good :
He said-and gave his soul to death,

And sealed the grace with blood.
2 To this dear covenant of thy word

I set my worthless name;
I seal th engagement to my Lord,

And make my humble claim.
3 I call that legacy my own,

Which Jesus did bequeath;
'Twas purchased with a dying groan,

And ratified in death.
4 The light and strength, the pard'ning grace,

And glory shall be mine:
My life and soul-my heart and flesh,
And all my powers are thine.
C. M.

Stamford. 434 Reconciliation by Christ's Death.

AND are we now brought near to God,

Who once at distance stood ?
Did Jesus, to effect this change,

Pour out his precious blood ?
2 Oh for a song of ardent praise,

To bear our souls above!
What should allay our lively hope,

Or damp our flaming love!
3 Then let us join the heavenly choirs,

To praise our glorious King!
Oh may that love which spread this feast
Inspire us while we sing !

78. 435

Pleyel's Hyran.
Spiritual Nourishment from 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 :

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