RECOR HOLY COMMUNION.
Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see: Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast.
O Jesus, ever with us stay;[ bright; Make all our moments calm and Chase the dark night of sin away; Shed o'er the world Thy holy light. Amen.
436 I HUNGER and I thirst; Jesu, my manna be: Ye living waters, burst Out of the rock for me. Thou bruised and broken Bread, My life- long wants supply; As living souls are fed,
Oh feed me, or I die. Thou true life- giving Vine, Let me Thy sweetness prove; Renew my life with Thine,
Refresh my soul with love. Rough paths my feet have trod, Since first their course began; Feed me, Thou Bread of God; Help me, Thou Son of Man. For still the desert lies
My thirsting soul before; O living waters, rise Within me evermore. Amen.
437 JESU, to Thy table led, Now let every heart be fed With the true and living bread. While in penitence we kneel, Thy sweet presence let us feel, All Thy wondrous love reveal. While on Thy dear cross we gaze, Mourning o'er our sinful ways, Turn our sadness into praise. When we taste the mystic wine, Of Thine outpour'd blood the sign, Fill our hearts with love divine. Draw us to Thy wounded side, Whence there flow'd the healing tide; There our sins and sorrows hide. From the bonds of sin release, Cold and wavering faith increase, Lamb of God, grant us Thy peace. Lead us by Thy piercèd hand Till around Thy throne we stand, In the bright and better land. Amen.
438 I AM not worthy, hely Lord, That Thou shouldst come to Speak but the word, one gracious Can set the sinner free.
me;
I am not worthy; cold and bare The lodging of my soul;
How canst Thou deign to enter there? Lord, speak, and make me whole.
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I am not worthy; yet, my God, How can I say Thee nay;[ blood Thee, who didst give Thy flesh and My ransom- price to pay?
Oh, come! in this sweet morning hour Feed me with food divine; And fill with all Thy love and power This worthless heart of mine.
Amen.
439 O HOLY Father, who in tender
love
Didst give Thine only Son for us to die, [ above,
The while He pleads at Thy right hand We in One Spirit now with faith draw nigh, [ this wine,
And, as we eat this bread and drink Plead His once offer'd sacrifice Divine. We are not worthy to be call'd Thy [ feast;
sons,
Nor gather up the fragments of Thy Yet look on us, Thy sorrowing contrite ( Priest,
ones,
On us in Him our Advocate and Whose robe is fringed with mercy's golden bells,[ passion tells. Whose breastplate fathomless comOh hear us, for Thou always hearest Him; [ cious blood; Behold us sprinkled with His preAnd from between the shadowing Cherubim [ heavenly food
Shine forth, and grant us in this Foretastes of coming glory, and mean[ smile.
while
A Father's blessing and a Father's Nor only, Father, in Thy presence here Low at Thy footstool for ourselves we pray, [ most near
But for the loved ones to our hearts At home or toiling in far lands away: [ and befriend, Oh guard them, guide them, comfort And keep them Thine unfaltering to the end.
throne,
And, Father, ere we leave Thy mercy[ most free, Bound by these sacred pledges, yet We give our hearts, and not our hearts alone, Thee:
But all we are and all we have to Glad free- will offerings all our pilgrim Hereafter an eternity of praise.
Amen.
440 THOU standest at the altar,
Thou every In faith's unclouded vision We see Thee ever there; Within the heavenly temple, By mortal feet untrod; Our King and Priest for ever, Our Advocate with God.