3 'Tis pleasure more than earth can give Thy goodness through these veils to see; Thy table, food celestial yields,
And happy they who sit with thee.
1 BREAD of heaven! on thee we feed,
For thy flesh is meat indeed;
Ever may our souls be fed
With this true and living bread!
2 Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice;
Lord, thy wounds our healing give;
To thy cross we look, and live.
3 Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the love of him who died;
Lord of Life! O, let us be
Rooted, grafted, built on thee!
! OUR heavenly Father calls,
And Christ invites us near;
With both our friendship shall be sweet,
And our communion dear.
2 God pities all our griefs;
He pardons every day;
Almighty to protect our souls,
And wise to guide our way.
3 Jesus, our living Head,
We bless thy faithful care;
Our Saviour, sent from heaven above,
And our Forerunner there.
4 Here fix each roving heart;
Here wait our warmest love,
Till the communion be complete,
In nobler scenes above.
Joined to God's People.
1 PEOPLE of the living God,
I have sought the world around,
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found.
2 Now to you my spirit turns,—
Turns, a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O, receive me into rest.
3 Lonely I no longer roam,
Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you
dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave.
Christ calling Children.
1 THE Saviour gently calls
Our children to his breast;
He folds them in his gracious arms;
Himself declares them blest.
2 "Let them approach," he cries,
"Nor scorn their humble claim;
The heirs of heaven are such as these,-
For such as these I came."
3 Gladly we bring them, Lord,
Devoting them to thee:
Imploring that, as we are thine,
Thine may our offspring be.
1 LET us adore the grace that seeks
To draw our souls above;
For lo, the great Jehovah speaks,
And every word is love.
2 Lord, help us now to seek thy face,
Through Christ, the living Way,
And praise thee for thy saving grace,
In heaven's eternal day.
1 HAIL, Sweetest, dearest tie that binds
Our glowing hearts in one;
Hail, sacred hope, that tunes our minds,
To sing what God hath done.
It is the hope, the blissful hope,
Which gospel grace hath given;
The hope when days and years are past,
We all shall meet in heaven.
2 From eastern shores, from northern lands,
From western hill and plain,
From southern climes, the brother-bands
May hope to meet again.
It is the hope, the blissful hope,
Which love divine hath given;
The hope when life and time are o'er,
We all shall meet in heaven.
3 No hope deferred, no parting sigh,
That blessed meeting knows;
There friendship beams from every eye,
And hope immortal grows.
It is the hope, the precious hope,
Which boundless grace hath given:
The hope when time shall be no more,
We all shall meet in heaven.
1 Now we are met from distant parts,
Be joined in one our gladdened hearts:
May all we do be done in love,
Like those who meet to praise above.
2 May this a type and emblem be
Of that great meeting all shall see,
Where truth divine tunes every chord
In harmony with Christ the Lord.
3 0 Thou who touched with living fire
The prophet's lips, our thoughts inspire:
And grant the grace which e'er controls
The aims and words of loving souls.
1 MIGHTY One, before whose face,
Wisdom had her glorious seat,
When the orbs that people space
Sprang to birth beneath thy feet:
2 Source of truth, whose rays alone
Light the mighty world of mind;
God of love, who from thy throne
Kindly watchest all mankind:
3 Shed on those, who in thy name
Teach the way of truth and right,
Shed that love's undying flame,
Shed that wisdom's guiding light.
1 JOINED in a union firm and strong,
No foe our ranks can break;
To victory we press along,
And glorious warfare make.
Our fervent prayers shall still prevail
Against a host of sins;
And angels every Christian hail
Whose love a conquest wins.
2 Then let our ranks, more closely joined,
With shield and buckler stand;
A kingdom we at last shall find,
The promised spirit-land.
Let all with harmony of voice,
In lofty praises join;
Let every soul in Christ rejoice,
With rapture all divine.
3 The kindling flame begins to glow,
Each heart grows warm with love;
And we enjoy on earth below,
The bliss of heaven above!
O thus for ever may we feel,
And evermore display
Devotion's pure and holy zeal,
In Zion's chosen way.
1 REMARK, my soul, the narrow bounds
Of the revolving year;
How swiftly time completes its rounds,
How brief they all appear!
2 Yet like an idle tale we pass
The swiftly-gliding year,
And study how we may increase
The speed of its career.
3 Waken, O God, my careless heart,
Its great concern to see,
That I may act the Christian part,
And give the year to thee.
4 So shall their course in pleasure roll,
If future years arise;
Or this shall bear my waiting soul
To joys beyond the skies.
1 God of our lives! thy various praise
Our voices shall resound;
Thy hand directs our fleeting days,
And brings the seasons round.
2 To thee shall grateful songs arise,
Our Father and our Friend;
Whose constant mercies from the skies,
In genial streams, descend.
3 In every scene of life, thy care,
Thy boundless love we see:
And constant as thy favors are,
So should our praises be.
4 Still may thy love in every scene,
To every age, appear,
And may the same compassion deign
To bless each coming year.
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