2 Yet is his house and heart so large 3. All things are ready; come away, Crowd to your places at the feast, 689. 690. A Communion Hymn. 1 O, FOR a prophet's fire, To speak the mighty love of Him 2 In vain our hearts attempt, How through a thousand sorrows burned 3 Yet would we praise that love, Come, gather round this table, then, "This do in remembrance of me." 1 ACCORDING to thy gracious word, This will I do, my dying Lord, 2 Thy body broken for my sake, 3 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! 4 Remember thee, and all thy pains, Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 691. C. M. NOEL "We love him because he first loved us." 2 O, shall not warmer accents tell To Him who died, our fears to quell, 3 While yet in anguish he surveyed What love his latest words displayed; Meet, and remember me." 4 Remember thee! thy death, thy shame, S. M. "Whosoever will, let him come!" 1 JESUS invites his friends WATTS. 692. 693. 2 For us he gave his life; For us he gave his blood; To save from sin our thankless race, 3 Our heavenly Father calls 4 Let all our souls unite L. M. A View of the Cross. mind, 1 WHEN I survey the wond.ous cross WATTS. And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my Lord; 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 694. 695. Close of Communion Service. 1 PITY the nations, O our God, 2 We long to see thy churches full, May with one voice, and heart, and soul, 1 FROM the table now retiring, 2 His example by beholding, May our lives his image bear; 3 Love to God and man displaying, Peace from God, through endless day' 446 DEDICATIONS; ORDINATIONS; INSTALLATIONS. 696. L. M.. MONTGOMERY On Laying the Corner-stone of a Church. We build the temple, Lord, to thee, To guard this house from error free. 2 Here, when thy people seek thy face, 3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim 697. 5 Thy glory never hence depart; Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone; Thy kingdom come to every heart; every bosom fix thy throne. In L. M. Dedication Hymn. 1 THE perfect world by Adam trod, And heaved its pillars, one by one. WILLIS |