THE ADMINISTRATION OF THE LORD'S SUPPER, And lambs, for whom the Shepherd Thither be all Thy children led, Are straying from the fold.[ bled, And let thein all Thy sweetness know.
To comfort and to bless,
To find a balm for woe,
To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels' work below.
The captive to release, To God the lost to bring,
To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Christ- like thing. And we believe Thy word, Though dim our faith may be; Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee. Amen.
432" I Go; the poor, My poor are with you still, Tye will." And ye may help them when and as Such was the legacy Incarnate Love Bequeath'd His own before He sour'a
above:
Not gold or jewels, but His poor to claim Iname: Our succour for the sake of His dear No weary burden, but a rich bequest, Whereby who blesses is himself twice bless'd.
Is it not ours to- day? Are not the poor, [ door? The hungry and the naked, at our And do not still the moans of anguish rise, [ the skies? By day and night from sufferers to And does not many a sorer deeper need [ plead? Than poverty or pain for mercy The wounded soul, the broken heart's distress;
Tears of the widow and the fatherless? And He, who gave Himself for all, has given [ heaven. To us His servants of the balm of Kind thoughts and tender words and tasks, asks.
to shower
These for His sorrowing ones the Mas: None are so poor but have some love [ is power. On poorer than themselves, and this This is the worship pure and undefiled The Father claims of every heavenborn child. Amen.
The Administration of the Lord's Supper, or Holy Communion.
433 My God, and is Thy table spread?( o'erflow? And doth Thy cup with love 106
Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of His flesh and blood i Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food.
Why are its bounties all in vain Before unwilling hearts display'd? Was not for you the Victim slain? Are you forbid the children's bread? Oh, let Thy table honour'd be, And furnish'd well with joyful guests:
And may each soul salvation see That here its sacred pledges tastes. Amen.
434 ACCORDING to Thy gracious In meek humility,[ word, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; Thy cup of blessing I will take,
And thus remember Thee. Can I Gethsemane forget?
Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee. Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, And all Thy love to me: Will I remember Thee.
And when these failing lips grow dumb,
And mind and memory flee,[ come, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom Jesu, remember me. Amen.
435 JESUS, Thou joy of loving
[ men, From the best bliss that earth inThou Fount of Life, Thou Light of parts,
We turn unfill'd to Thee again. Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on Thee call; To them that seek Thee, Thou art good;
we taste Thee, O Thou living Bread, To them that find Thee, All in All. And long to feast upon Thee still; We drink of Thee, the Fountain- head, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill.
Our restless spirits yearn for Thee, Where'er our changeful lot is cast: