2 Our faith adores Thy bleeding love,
And trusts for life in One that died;
We hope for heavenly crowns above
From a Redeemer crucified.

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame,
And fling their scandals on Thy cause;
We come to boast our Saviour's name,
And make our triumphs in His Cross.

4 With joy we tell the scoffing age,
He that was dead has left His tomb;
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till He come.

7s.

ISAAC WATTS. 1719.

1205 And in the evening He cometh with the

twelve.-Mark 14. 17.

1 TESUS, to Thy table led,

JESU

Now let every heart be fed
With the true and living Bread!

2 While upon Thy Cross we gaze,
Mourning o'er our sinful ways,
Turn our sadness into praise!

3 From the bonds of sin release,
Weak and wavering faith increase,
Grant us, Lamb of God, Thy peace!
4 Draw us to Thy wounded side
Whence there flows the healing tide,
There our sins and sorrows hide.
5 Lead us by Thy pierced hand,
Till around Thy throne we stand
In the bright and better land!

R. H. BAYNES. 1863.

C.M.

1206 Abide with us, for... the day is far spent.

1

Luke 24. 29.

JESUS Christ! the Holy One,
I long to be with Thee;

O Jesus Christ! the lowly One,
Come and abide with me.

2 Now while the symbols of Thy love
Before Thy saints are set,

And Thou, descending from above,
Their yearning hearts hast met;
3 Come, and o'ershadow with Thy power
This lonely heart of mine,

And feed me in this solemn hour
With Thine own bread and wine.

4 My meat indeed-my drink indeed-
Art Thou, my gracious Lord;
Help Thou my soul by faith to feed
On this Thy precious word;

5 Till nourished, strengthened, satisfied,
My glad and thankful heart

Forgets the things Thou hast denied
In those Thou dost impart.

MRS. SAXBY. 1850.

1207

1

HE

ERE, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face;
Here would I touch and handle things

unseen;

Here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace, And all my helplessness upon Thee lean.

2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God; Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven;

Here would I lay aside each heavy load; Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 This is the hour of banquet and of song, This is the heavenly table spread for me; Here let me feast, and, feasting, still prolong The brief, bright hour of fellowship with Thee. 4 Too soon we rise: the symbols disappear; The feast, though not the love, is past and gone; [here, The bread and wine remove, but Thou art Who art the Way, the Truth, the Life alone. 5 I have no help but Thine; nor do I need Another arm save Thine to lean upon;

It is enough, my Lord, enough, indeed, My strength is in Thy might, Thy might alone. 6 Feast after feast thus comes and passes by, Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above, Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love. H. BONAR. 1867.

THE CHURCH OF CHRIST:

ITS CONFLICTS AND TRIUMPHS.

8.7.

1208 What I say unto you, I say unto all, Watch.

Mark 13. 37.

1 ORD, her watch Thy Church is keeping, When shall earth Thy rule obey?

When shall end the night of weeping?
When shall break the promised day?
See the whitening harvest languish,
Waiting still the labourers' toil;

Was it vain-Thy Son's deep anguish ? Shall the strong retain the spoil? 2 Tidings, sent to every creature, Millions yet have never heard; Can they hear without a preacher ? Lord Almighty, give the word. Give the word!-in every nation Let the Gospel-trumpet sound, Witnessing a world's salvation, To the earth's remotest bound. 3 Then the end! Thy Church completed, All Thy chosen gathered in, With their King in glory seated, Satan bound, and banished sin; Gone for ever parting, weeping, Hunger, sorrow, death, and pain Lo! her watch Thy Church is keeping; Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign! H. DOWNTON. 1843.

S.M.

1209 Thy Kingdom come.—Matt. 6. 10.

1

COM

YOME, Kingdom of our God,
Blest reign of light and love,
Shed peace and hope and joy abroad,

And wisdom from above.

2 Over our spirits first

3

Extend thy healing reign;

Then raise and quench the sacred thirst
That never pains again.

Come, Kingdom of our God,

And make the broad earth thine;
Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod

That flowers with grace Divine.

4 Soon may all tribes be blest
With fruit from Life's glad trée;
And in its shade, like brothers, rest
Sons of one family.

5 Come, Kingdom of our God,
And raise thy glorious throne
In worlds by the undying trod,
Where God shall bless His own.

S.M.

H. D. JOHNS. 1865.

1210 o Lord, revive Thy work.—Hab. 3. 2.

1

RE

DEVIVE Thy work, O Lord,
Thy mighty arm make bare;

Speak with the voice that wakes the dead,
And make Thy people hear.

2

Revive Thy work, O Lord,

Disturb this sleep of death;

Quicken the smouldering embers now

By Thine Almighty breath.

3 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Create soul-thirst for Thee;

4

5

And hungering for the bread of life,
O may our spirits be!

Revive Thy work, O Lord,

Exalt Thy precious name;

And, by the Holy Ghost, our love
For Thee and Thine inflame.

Revive Thy work, O Lord,
And give refreshing showers;
The glory shall be all Thine own,
The blessing, Lord, be ours.

ALBERT MIDLANE. 1865.