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Benediction.

J. NEWTON.

1 NOW may He who from the dead
Brought the Shepherd of the sheep,
Jesus Christ, our King and Head,
All our souls in safety keep.

2 May he teach us to fulfil

What is pleasing in his sight, Perfect us in all his will,

And preserve us day and night.

596

C. M.

Doxology.

ESTLIN.

1 THOU art the first, and thou the last;
Time centres all in thee;

The Almighty God, who was, and is,
And evermore shall be.

2 To thee let every tongue be praise,
And every heart be love,
All grateful honors paid on earth,
And nobler songs above.

597

C. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Christ's Regard to little Children.

1 SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand

With all-engaging charms;

Hark! how he calls the tender lambs,
And folds them in his arms!

2 "Permit them to approach," he cries,
"Nor scorn their humble name;

For 'twas to bless such souls as these,
The Lord of angels came."

3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands,
And yield them up to thee;
Joyful that we ourselves are thine,
Thine let our offspring be.

4 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear;
Ye children, seek his face,
And fly with transport to receive
The blessings of his grace.

5 If orphans they are left behind,
God's guardian care we trust;

That care shall heal our bleeding hearts,
If weeping o'er their dust.

598

S. M.

PARADISE ST. COL.

Children devoted to God.

1 LORD, what our ears have heard,
Our eyes, delighted, trace

Thy love in long succession shown
To Zion's chosen race.

2 Our children dost thou claim,

And mark them out for thine;
Ten thousand blessings to thy name,
For goodness so divine.

3 Thee let the fathers own,

And thee the sons adore;

Joined to the Lord in solemn vows,
To be forgot no more.

4 Thy covenant may they keep,
And bless the happy bands,
Which closer still engage their hearts
To honor thy commands.

599

L. M. SCOTCH PARAPHRASES.

The Lord's Supper instituted.

Matt. xxvi. 26-29.

1 'TWAS on that night, when, doomed to know

The eager rage of every foe,

That night in which he was betrayed,
The Savior of the world took bread;

2 And, after thanks and glory given

To Him that rules in earth and heaven,
That symbol of his flesh he broke,
And thus to all his followers spoke :-

3 "My broken body thus I give
For you, for all; take, eat, and live;
And oft the sacred rite renew,
That brings my wondrous love to view."
4 Then in his hands the cup he raised,
And God anew he thanked and praised;
While kindness in his bosom glowed,
And from his lips salvation flowed.

5 "My blood I thus pour forth," he cries,
"To cleanse the soul in sin that lies;
In this the covenant is sealed,

And Heaven's eternal grace revealed.

6 "With love to man this cup is fraught;
Let all partake the sacred draught;
Through latest ages let it pour,
In memory of my dying hour."

The Memorial of our absent Lord.

1 JESUS is gone above the skies,

WATTS.

Where our weak senses reach him not; And carnal objects court our eyes,

To thrust our Savior from our thought.

2 He knows what wandering hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely face;
And, to refresh our minds, he gave
These kind memorials of his grace.

3 Let sinful sweets be all forgot,

And earth grow less in our esteem, Christ and his love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on him. 4 While he is absent from our sight, 'Tis to prepare our souls a place, That we may dwell in heavenly light, And live forever near his face.

601

C. M.

MONTGOMERY.

"This do in Remembrance of me."

1 ACCORDING to thy gracious word, In meek humility,

This will I do, my dying Lord,—

I will remember thee.

2 Thy body, broken for my sake,

My bread from heaven shall be ;
Thy testamental cup I take,

And thus remember thee.

3 Gethsemane can I forget,
Or there thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,
And not remember thee?

4 When to the cross I turn my eyes,
And rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice,
I must remember thee;

5 Remember thee, and all thy pains,
And all thy love to me,

Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,
Will I remember thee.

6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee,

When thou shalt in thy kingdom come,
Jesus, remember me.

A Communion Hymn.

1 HERE, in the broken bread,
Here, in the cup we take,
His body and his blood behold,
Who suffered for our sake.

FURNESS.

2 Yes, that our souls might live,
Those sacred limbs were torn,
That blood was spilt, and pangs untold
Were by the Savior borne.

3 0 thou who didst allow

Thy Son to suffer thus,

Father, what more couldst thou have done
Than thou hast done for us?