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Let thy tenderness, so loving,
Keep them all life's dang 'rous wa 4 Then, within thy fold eternal,
Let them find a resting place; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of thy grace.
HYMN 87. (s. M.) 1 THE gentle Saviour calls
Our children to his breast;
Himself declares them blest. 2 " Let them approach,” he cries,
6 Nor scorn their humble claim; 66 The heirs of heaven are such as these,
66 For such as these I came." 3 Gladly we bring them, Lord,
Devoting them to thee,
HYMN 88. (s. m.)
Ephesians vi. 10--13.
And put your armour on,
Through his eternal Son.
And in his mighty pow'r,
Is more than conqueror.
With all his strength endu'd;
The panoply of God:
And all your conflicts past,
HYMN 89. (L. M.) 1 O HAPPY day, that stays my choice
On thee, my Saviour and my God!
And tell thy goodness all abroad.
To him who merits all my love;
While to his sacred throne I move.
Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine; Help me, through grace, to follow on,
Glad to confess thy voice divine. 4 Here rest, my oft divided heart,
Fix'd on thy God, thy Saviour, rest;
When callid on angels' food to feast. 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow,
That vow renew'd shall daily hear,
HYMN 90. (c. m.) 1 WITNESS, ye men and angels, now;
Before the Lord we speak;
A vow we dare not break:
Ourselves to Christ we yield; Nor from his cause will we depart,
Or ever quit the field.
But on his grace rely,
Will all our need supply.
And keep us in thy ways;
Turn thou our prayers to praise.
Is pleasing in his eyes;
Is no vain sacrifice.
To fear the Lord betimes;
Are harden'd by their crimes.
To mind religion young;
And make our virtues strong. 4 To thee, Almighty God, to thee
Our hearts we now resign:
That our whole lives were thine.
HYMN 92. (c. m.) 10, in the morn of life, when youth
, With vital ardour glows,
That beauty can disclose,
Are yet by vice enslav'd,
And character engrav'd:
The sunshine of thy days;
Encompass all thy ways:
With vain regret, deplore,
That now return no more.
In age will give thee rest:
To make its ev'ning blest!
THE LORD'S SUPPER.
HYMN 93. (c. M.)
Rev. v. 12, 9, &c. 1 THOU, God, all glory, honour, power,
Art worthy to receive; Since all things by thy power were made,
And by thy bounty live.
Honour, and wealth to gain,
A sacrifice was slain!
And ransom'd us to God, From every nation, every coast,
By thy most precious blood.
By all in earth and heaven,
(L. M.) 1 My God, and is thy table spread?
And does thy cup with love o’erflow? Thither be all thy children led,
And let them thy sweet mercies know! 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes!
Rich banquet of his flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes
That sacred stream, that heavenly food! 3 Why are its bounties all in vain
Before unwilling hearts display'd ?
forbid the children's bread ? 4 O let thy table honour'd be,
And furnish'd well with joyful guests! And may each soul salvation see,
That here its holy pledges tastes! 5 Drawn by thy quick’ning grace, O Lord,
In countless numbers let them come, And gather from their Father's board,
The bread that lives beyond the tomb! 6 Nor let thy spreading gospel rest,
Till through the world thy truth has run,
Till with this bread all men be blest,
(c. m.) ND are we now brought near to God,
Who once at distance stood ? And, to effect this glorious change,
Did Jesus shed his blood?
To bear our souls above!
Or damp our flaming love!
To praise our heavenly King! O may that love which spread this board,
Inspire us while we sing4 “Glory to God in highest strains,
66 And to the earth be peace; 6 Good-will from heaven to men is come, 66 And let it never cease!"
(L. M.) 1 TO TO Jesus, our exalted Lord,
That name, in heav'n and earth ador'd Fain would our hearts and voices raise
A cheerful song of sacred praise.
Are weak, and languishing, and low;
And worship at his sacred feet,
In glad returns of grateful love.
But long to know and love thee more;
Desire to feed on joys divine.
To see thy wondrous love display'd;