Which angel-choirs, and saints in light. 5 Three Persons equally divine 6 Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord, Suffolk.] HYMN 215. C. M. 'Α THOUSAND oracles divine 2 To praise a Trinity ador'd And one thrice holy God and Lord 3 Triumphant host! they never cease The Triune God of Holiness, 4 Whose glory to this earth extends, 5 By faith the upper choir we meet, 6 But God made flesh, is wholly ours, The Father of celestial powers, 7 Ye seraphs, nearest to the throne, On us, poor ransom'd worms, look down, 8 The King, whose glorious face ye see, That fulness of the Deity, He died for all mankind! Plymouth Dock.] HYMN 216. 6 lines 8's. 1 OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Restorer of thy image lost, Thy various offices make known : Might blameless in thy sight appear; Stamp'd with the Triune character; 1 2 1 Shireland.] HYMN 217. S. M. ALL-CREATING God! Our body rose, a breathing clod, Triumph.] HYMN 218 L. M. MY Y soul, through my Redeemer's care, Sav'd from the second death, I feel: My eyes from tears of dark despair, My feet from falling into hell. my 2 Wherefore to him feet shall run; SACRAMENTAL. THE LORD'S SUPPER. Pastoral Hymn.] HYMN 219. 6 lines 8's. 1 N that sad memorable night, When Jesus was for us betray'd, He left his death-recording rite, He took, and bless'd, and brake the bread: And gave his own their last bequest, And thus his love's intent exprest : 66 2 Take, eat, this is my body given, To purchase life and peace for you, Pardon, and holiness, and heaven ; Do this my dying love to show: Accept your precious legacy, And thus, my friends, remember me." 3 He took into his hands the cup, To crown the sacramental feast, And full of kind concern look'd up, And gave to them what he had blest : "And drink ye all of this, (he said) In solemn mem'ry of the dead. 4 "This is my blood, which seals the new Eternal cov'nant of my grace; 1 My blood so freely shed for you, For and all the sinful race; My blood that speaks your sins forgiven, Matthias.] HYMN 220. S. M. ET all who truly bear The bleeding Saviour's name, Their faithful hearts with us prepare, Our passover was slain, At Salem's hallow'd place, Yet we who in our tents remain, Shall gain his largest grace. Our ev'ry want supplies, And still we by his death are blest, And share his sacrifice ; By faith his flesh we eat, Who here his passion show, And God out of his holy seat Shall all his gifts bestow. 3 4 1 Who thus our faith employ Beneath his cross had stood, And seen him heave, and heard him groan. And felt his gushing blood. O God! 'tis finish'd now! The mortal pang is past! By faith his head we see him bow, 'The cross on which he bows his head China.] HYMN 221. C. M. ESUS, at whose supreme command, Before us in thy vesture stand, Thy vesture dipt in blood. We break the hallow'd bread, 2 Now, Saviour, now thyself reveal, And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, 3 The cup of blessing, bless'd by thee, |