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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;"
• 'Tis the new covenant in my blood.”
In memory of your dying friend ;
table, and record
We show thy death, we sing thy name
The marriage supper of the Lamb.
S. M. St. Thomas Hudson, 429
Christ's Invitation to the Table.
To meet around his board ;
Communion with their Lord.
He bids us drink his blood;
Of our descending God!
His glorious name to raise :
voice be praise.
Guests drawn in by Divine Love.
With Christ within the doors,
The choicest of her stores!
Join to admire the feast,
*Lord, why was I a guest ?
And enter while there's room?
When thousands make a wretched choice,
And rather starve than come!'
That gently drew us in;
And perished in our sin.
Constrain the earth to come ;
And bring the strangers home.
That all the chosen race
Sing thy redeeming grace. 431
Medfield. 1 LORD, at thy table we behold
The wonders of thy grace ;
Should find a welcome place-
And rebels to our God!
And trampled on his blood!
That we, so lost, have room!
And freely bids us come.
Join all your sacred powers :
Hingham. Medway. 432 Penitent View of the Saviour's Sufferings.
1 LORD, when my thoughts delighted rove
Amid the wonders of thy love,
And bids intruding fears depart.
But mingling joy allays the smart;
The sorrow and the joy sincere.
Devoted to my Saviour's praise ;
And let my glad obedience prove
Mear. Peterboro'. 433
The New Covenant sealed.
Shall stand forever good :
And sealed the grace with blood.
I set my worthless name;
And make my humble claim.
Which Jesus did bequeath ;
And ratified in death.
And glory shall be mine:
Reconciliation by Christ's Death.
Who once at distance stood ?
Pour out his precious blood ?
To bear our souls above!
Or damp our flaming love!
To praise our glorious King !
that love which spread this feast Inspire us while we sing !
Pleyel's Hymn. 435
Spiritual Nourishment from Christ.
For thy flesh is meat indeed:
With this true and living bread!
This blest cup of sacrifice :
Lord, thy wounds our healing give;
To thy cross we look and live.
Through the life of him who died;
Rooted, grafted, built on thee! 436
Alfreton. 1 HERE let us see thy face, O Lord,
And view salvation with our eyes,
The Bread descending from the skies.
Hast set his blood before our face,
And show the wonders of thy grace.
Shine thou on nations yet unknown;
And joy of spirits near thy throne. 437
Mear. Dedham. 1 HERE at thy table, Lord, we meet,
To feed on food divine:
Thy precious blood the wine.
Himself comes down and dies;
Upon the sacrifice.
Oh what delightful food!
But think on nobler good.
Upon th' accursed tree-
'Twas all endured for me.
Dear Saviour-so divine !
Which owes so much to thine.