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The same.

8.7.8.7.4.7.

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Fill our hearts with joy and peace,

Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace:
O refresh us!

Trav'lling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
For the Gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation,
In our hearts and lives abound :
May thy presence

With us evermore be found.

3 So, whene'er the signal's given
Us from earth to call away;
Borne on angel's wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey,
May we ready

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Rise and reign in endless day. BURDER.

Evening Song.

DREAD Sov'reign, let our evening songs

Like holy incense rise;

Assist the off'rings of our tongues,

To reach the lofty skies.

2 Through all the dangers of the day. Thy hand was still our guard:

And still to drive our wants away,

Thy mercy stood prepared.

3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass us around;

But ah! how few returns of love
Hath our Redeemer found!

4 What have we done for Him who died To save our sinful souls?

Alas! our sins are multiplied,
Fast as each minute rolls.

5 Yet with these guilty hearts of ours,
Lord to thy cross we flee;

And yield them up with all their powers, To be renewed by Thee.

WATTS.

ZE

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X.-ORDINANCES.

1. THE LORD'S SUPPER.

How

Christ's Dying Love.

[OW condescending and how kind
Was God's beloved Son!

Our misery reached his heavenly mind,
And pity brought him down.

2 When Justice, by our sins provoked,
Drew forth its dreadful sword,
He gave his soul up to the stroke
Without a murmuring word.

3 He sank beneath our heavy woes,
To raise us to his throne;

There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows
But cost his heart a groan.

4 This was compassion like a God,
That when the Saviour knew
The price of pardon was his blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.

5 Now though He reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great:

Well He remembers Calvary;
Nor let his saints forget.

C. M.

6 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record,

And with our joys for pardon'd guilt,
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.

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R

Remembering Christ.

WATTS.

C. M.

EMEMBER Thee! remember Christ!'
While mem'ry holds her place,

Can we forget the Lord of life,

Who saves us by his grace?

2 The Lord of life, with glory crown'd
On heaven's exalted throne,
Forgets not those for whom on earth
He heaved his dying groan.

3 The promised joy He then obtain'd,
When He ascended hence,

Up from the grave to God's right hand,
A Saviour and a Prince.

4 His glory now no tongue of man
Or seraph bright can tell :

Yet still the chief of all his joys,

That souls are saved from hell.

5 For this He came and dwelt on earth;
For this His life was given;

For this He fought and vanquish'd death;
For this He pleads in heaven!

6 Join all ye saints beneath the sky,
Your grateful praise to give ;
Sing loud hosannas to the Lord,
Who died that you might live.

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Lo

The Table of the Lord.

WARDLAW.

ORD, at thy table we behold
The wonders of thy grace;
How great the love, that even we
Should find a welcome place!
2 What strange surprising grace is this,
That those so lost have room!
Jesus our weary souls invites,
And freely bids us come.

3 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven,
Join all your praising powers;
No theme is like redeeming love;
No Saviour is like ours.

C. M.

STENNETT.

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The same.

C. M.

THE King of heaven his table spreads,

And dainties crown the board

Not Paradise with all its joys
Could such delight afford.

2 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given,

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