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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;

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Receive them, Lord, into thine arms;
Thine may they ever be.

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Dedication of Children to God.

1 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 warmest wishes all unite
To lead their souls to thee.

3 Now bless, thou God of love,
This holy rite divine;

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Send thy good Spirit from above,
And make our children thine.

L. M.

Baptism of the Holy Ghost.

Medway

1 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;
May Father, Son, and Spirit, join
To seal this child a child of God.

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L. M. Duke Street. Windham.

The Lord's Supper instituted.

1 '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 through 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,

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We show thy death, we sing thy name Till thou return, and we shall eat

The marriage supper of the Lamb.

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Christ's Invitation to the Table.

1 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 :
Let joy and love fill every mind,
And every voice be praise.

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C. M.

Guests drawn in by Divine Love.

1 HOW sweet and awful is the place,
With Christ within the doors,
While everlasting love displays
The choicest of her stores!

Stamford.

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;

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Else we had still refused to taste,
And perished in our sin.

5 Pity the nations, O 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.

1 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 our God!

We, who have crucified thy Son,
And trampled on his blood!

Medfield.

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:

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No theme is like redeeming love!

No Saviour is like ours!

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Penitent View of the Saviour's Sufferings.

1 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;

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

C. M.

The New Covenant sealed.

Mear. Peterboro'.

1 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.

31 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:

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My life and soul-my heart and flesh,
And all my powers are thine.

C. M.

Reconciliation by Christ's Death.

Stamford.

1 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!

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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!

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Spiritual Nourishment from Christ.

1 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! oh let us be
Rooted, grafted, built on thee!

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L. M.

Alfreton.

1 HERE let us see thy face, O Lord,
And view salvation with our eyes,
And taste and feel the living Word,
The Bread descending from the skies.
2 Thou hast prepared this dying Lamb,
Hast set his blood before our face,
To teach the terrors of thy name,

And show the wonders of thy grace.
3 Jesus, our light! our morning-star!
Shine thou on nations yet unknown;
The glory of thy people here,

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And joy of spirits near thy throne.

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1 HERE at thy table, Lord, we meet,
To feed on food divine:
Thy body is the bread we eat,
Thy precious blood the wine.

2 He, who prepares this rich repast,
Himself comes down and dies;
And then invites us thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.

3 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow;
Oh what delightful food!

We eat the bread-and drink the wine-
But think on nobler good.

4 Deep was the suffering he endured
Upon th' accursed tree-

For me each welcome guest may say-
"Twas all endured for me.

5 Sure there was never love so free-
Dear Saviour-so divine!

Well thou mayest claim that heart of me,
Which owes so much to thine.

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