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For now Thy people are allowed
To scale the mount, and pierce the cloud;
And faith may feed her eager view
With wonders Sinai never knew.

Fresh from the atoning sacrifice,
The world's Redeemer bleeding lies,
That man, His foe, for whom He bled,
May take Him for his daily bread.

Oh! agony of wavering thought,
When sinners first so near are brought :
It is my Maker-dare I stay?
My Saviour-dare I turn away?

O Saviour! calm our troubled fears;
O Saviour! gather up our tears;
And let us in this solemn hour
Behold Thy glory, feel Thy power.

7. KEBLE.

450.-"The Table of the Lord." MALACHI i. 12.

IR. DODDRIDGE seems to have composed this Hymn after a sermon on the text above quoted; and the original title is God's Name Profaned when His Table is treated with Contempt. The Hymn, although by a Nonconformist, was long inserted at the end of editions of the Church of England Prayer-book.

L.M.

MY God, and is Thy table spread,

And does Thy cup with love o'erflow?

Thither be all Thy children led,

And let them all its sweetness know.

Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes,

Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes

That sacred stream, that heavenly food.

Why are these emblems all in vain
Before unwilling hearts displayed?
Was not for you the Victim slain ;
Are you forbid the children's bread?

O let Thy table honoured be,

And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see,

That here its sacred pledges tastes.

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Lord, to Thine altar's shade we fly,
Forth from the world, its hope and fear,
Saviour, we seek Thy shelter here;
Weary and weak, Thy grace we pray ;
Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away.

Long have we roamed in want and pain,
Long have we sought for rest in vain :
'Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost,
Long have our souls been tempest-tost :
Low at Thy feet our sins we lay;
Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away.

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"Jesus invites His saints."

Better known, however, is the following, in which simplicity and pathos redeem the lack of high poetical expression.

On the authority of the late Mr. D. Sedgwick we retain in the last verse but one the reading of many old editions: "Nor lets His saints forget." Dr. Watts meant to say that Christ had ordained this memorial that His Church might remember Him. Most modern hymn-books, however, make the line hortatory: "Nor let His saints forget."

C.M.

HOW condescending and how kind

Was God's eternal Son! Our misery reached His heavenly mind, And pity brought Him down.

He sunk 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.

This was compassion like a God,

That when the Saviour knew The price of pardon was His blood His pity ne'er withdrew.

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

Well He remembers Calvary,
Nor lets His saints forget!

Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we His death record;
And with our joy for pardoned guilt,
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.

DR. WATTS.

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458.-Love and Fellowship.

JOHN xiii. 23. HIS Hymn is from a series of six (Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749) on the same subject: "Desiring to Love." In its ardour and pathos it well merits a place among Hymns for the Lord's Supper, a position to which a fine appropriateness is given by the allusion to "the beloved disciple," in the last verse. Many hymn-books end with the stanza on "Mary at the Master's feet," an obvious incompleteness. There is a seventh verse in the original, which, though fine in itself, seems needless here, and the Wesleyan Hymnbook judiciously omits it.

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We scarce can dare to meet our Father's Lord, I believe, with tears he cried,

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