Too long a wanderer, and too oft beguiled, I only ask one reconciling word. 3 One word from thee, my Lord, one smile, one look, And I could face the cold rough world again; And with that treasure in my heart could brook The wrath of devils and the scorn of men. 4 And is not mercy thy prerogative: Free mercy,--boundless, fathomless, divine ? Me, Lord, the chief of sinners, me forgive! And thine the greater glory, only thine. 5 I hear thy voice: thou bidst me come and rest. I come, I kneel, I clasp thy pierced feet; Thou bidst me take my place, a welcome guest Among thy saints, and of thy banquet eat. 6 My praise can only breathe itself in prayer, My prayer can only lose itself in thee: Dwell thou for ever in my heart, and there, Lord, let me sup with thee: sup thou with me. 386 I will love him and will manifest myself [10s. to him.-John xiv. 21.' 1 HERE, O my Lord, I see thee face to face; Here faith can touch and handle things unseen; Here would I grasp with firmer hand thy grace, And all my weariness 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 earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 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 4 Mine is the sin, but thine the righteousness; Mine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing blood: Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peaceThy blood, thy righteousness, O Lord, my God 5 Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear; The feast, though not the love, is pass'd and gone, The bread and wine remove, but thou art here— Nearer than ever-still my shield and sun. 6 Feast after feast thus comes and passes by; Yet passing, points to the glad feast above; Giving sweet foretastes of the festal joy, The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love. 387 My flesh is meat indeed, my blood is drink indeed.-John vi. 55. 1 BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul in mercy shed, By whom the words of life were spoken, And in whose death our sins are dead; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed; And be thy feast to us the token That by thy grace our souls are fed. [9s. 8s. 388 Whoso eateth my flesh and drinketh my [SIX 78. blood hath eternal life.-John vi. 54. 1 BREAD of heaven, on thee we feed, With this true and living bread; 389 1 Lord, thy wounds our healing give; Grafted, rooted, built in thee.k Behold the Lamb of God. John i. 36. LAMB of God, whose bleeding love [P.M. 2 3 4 Send the answer from above, And bid us go in peace. By thine agonizing pain And bloody sweat, we pray, Take all our sins away: And bid us go in peace. Let thy blood, by faith applied, And all our sickness heal: And bid us go in peace. Lord, we would not hence depart Till perfected in holiness, O`remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace. Amen. Thou preparest a table before me. [D.88.78. 1 ISRAEL'S Shepherd, guide me, feed me, O how sweet and comfortable Spread for sinners,—yes, for me. In the shedding of that blood, 391 Yield, my heart, no longer harden'd, Cleansed and wash'd, and freely pardon'd, 1 2 3 He brought me to the banqueting house, [S.M. SWEET feast of love divine; Here every welcome guest Waits, Lord, from thee to learn Here conscience ends its strife, The sweetness of the bread of life, The fulness of thy love. 4 The blood that flow'd for sin In symbol here we see, 392 5 6 And feel the blessèd pledge within, That we are loved of thee. O, if this glimpse of love What will it be, O Lord, above, Thy perfect likeness wear; Ye do shew the Lord's death till he 1 TILL he come- -O let the words Seems the earth so poor and vast, [SIX 78. 3 Clouds and conflicts round us press: 4 See, the feast of love is spread, |