1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend ;
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying Friend:
Here alone I find my heaven,

Humbly on the Lamb to gaze;
Feel how much has been forgiven,
To his own eternal praise!

2 Love and grief my heart dividing, Here I'll spend my latest breath; Constant still in faith abiding,

Life deriving from his death: May I still enjoy this feeling,

In all need to Jesus go,

Prove each day his wounds more healing, And himself more deeply know!

1 God his church hath firmly founded,
He will guard what he began;
We, by sin and foes surrounded,
Build her bulwarks as we can.
2 Frail and fleeting are our powers,
Short our days, our foresight dim,
And we own the choice not ours,
We were chosen first by him.
3 Onward then! for nought despairing,
Calmly follow at his word,

Thus through joy and sorrow bearing
Faithful witness to our Lord.

4 Though we here must strive with weakness, Though in tears we often bend,

What his might began in meekness
Shall achieve a glorious end.

I In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me;

Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming,
Adds new lustre to the day.

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

540. 8 & 7s.

ANONYMOUS.

Desires after Christian Obedience.

1 From the table now retiring,
Which for us the Lord hath spread,
May our souls, refreshment finding,
Grow in all things like our Head.

2 His example by beholding,
May our lives his image bear;
Him our Lord and Master calling,
His commands may we revere.
3 Love to God and man displaying,
Walking steadfast in his way,
Jov tuend us in believing:
Peace from God, through endless day.

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"Follow thou Me."

1 Christ doth lead, no longer stand;
Follow me, is his command;
None may look behind him now,
Who to Christ hath pledged his vow.

2 Draw me up, O Lord, from hence,
Raise me high, o'er earth and sense;
That I lose not thee from sight,
Nor in life nor death, my Light!
3 In my soul's most deep recess,
Let me cherish holiness;
Not for show or human praise,
But for thy sake, all my days.

4 Grant me here, to trust thy grace,
There with joy to see thy face;
This in time my portion be,
That through all eternity.

542. 75.

Keeping Christ in view.

1 Partners of a glorious hope, Lift your hearts and voices up! Nobly let us bear the strife, Keep the holiness of life,

RIST.

WESLEYAR

2 Still forget the things behind, Follow Christ in heart and mind; To the mark uuwearied press, Seize the crown of righteousness. 3 Jesus, fill us with thy love,

Never from our souls remove;
Heart to heart unite and bless,
Keep us in thy perfect peace!

4 In our lives our faith be known,
Faith by holy actions shown;
Faith that mountains can remove,
Faith that always works by love.

546, 7s.

The Lord's Supper.

1 Many centuries have fled

Since our Saviour broke the bread,
And this sacred feast ordain'd,

CONDER.

Ever by his church retained: Those his body who discern, Thus shall meet till his return. 2 Through the church's long eclipse, When from priest or pastor's lips, Truth divine was never heard'Mid the famine of the word, Still these symbols witness gave To his love who died to save. 3 All who bear the Saviour's name, Here their common faith proclaim; Though diverse in tongue or rite, Here, one body to unite; Breaking thus one mystic bread, Members of one common Head. 4 Come, the blessed emblems share, Which the Saviour's death declare; Come, on truth immortal feed, For his flesh is meat indeed: Saviour! witness with the sign, That our ransomed souls are thine. 547.* L. M.

WATTS.

Consecration in view of the Cross.
1 When I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my Lord;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.

3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down: Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were all the realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all.

548.* L. M.

Christian Profession.

1 Jesus! and shall it ever be,

GREGG.

A mortal man ashamed of thee? Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine thro' endless days 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star: He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this Denighted soul of mine.

3 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
No; when I blush-be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.
4 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away;
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
5 Till then-nor is my boasting vain-
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain!
And O may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me!

10 happy day that fixed my choice
On thee, my Saviour, and my Lord!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.

2 O happy bond that seals my vows,
To him who merits all my love!
Let cheerful anthems fill the house,
While to his altar now I move.

3 'Tis done-the great transaction's done;
I am my Lord's, and he is mine;
He drew me, and I followed on,

Charmed to confess the voice divine.
4 Now rest my long-divided heart!
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest;
Here have I found a nobler part,

Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast

5 High Heaven, that hears the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear,

Till in life's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.

1 Come in, thou blesséd of the Lord;
O, come in Jesus' precious name;
We welcome thee with one accord,
And trust the Saviour does the same.
2 Those joys which earth cannot afford
We'll seek in fellowship to prove,
Joined in one spirit to our Lord,
Together bound by mutual love.
3 And while we pass this vale of tears,
We'll make our joys and sorrows known;
We'll share each other's hopes and fears,
And count a brother's case our own.
4 Once more our welcome we repeat;
Receive assurance of our love;

O, may we all together meet
Around the throne of God above.