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Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire!
To sanctify us while we sing.
Rich in thy sev’nfold energy;
And practise all that we believe. 4 Immortal honour, endless fame,
Attend th' Almighty Father's name:
Trinity Sunday. 1 FATHER of heav'n! whose love profound
T A ransom for our souls hath found; Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy pard’ning love extend. 2 Almighty Son! Incarnate Word!
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord !
3 Eternal Spirit! by whose breath
The soul is rais'd from sin and death;
To us thy quick’ning power extend. 4 Jehovah ! Father, Spirit, Son! Mysterious Godhead! three in one! Before thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 115. - HYMN XXII. L. M.
And doth thy cup with love o'erflow?
And let them all thy goodness know. 2 Hail, sacred feast! which Jesus makes ;
Rich banquet of his flesh and blood !
That sacred stream, that heav'nly food. 3 O let thy table honour'd be,
And furnish'd well with joyful guests; May every soul salvation see,
Who here its sacred pledges tastes. 4 Let crowds approach with hearts sincere,
And round thy lowly altar bend:
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5 Revive thy dying churches, Lord, i
Bid all our drooping graces live; . More of that energy afford,
A Saviour's blood alone can give. 116. HYMN XXIII. C. M.
Sacramental. 1 THIS is the feast of heav'nly wine,
1 And God invites to sup; . The juices of the living vine
Were press'd to fill the cup.
With royal dainties fed :
For Jesus is the bread.
Ye trembling souls appear !
Have no acceptance here.
The banquet spread for you;
Then I may venture too.
And may obtain a place,
And I shall see his face.
117. HYMN XXIV. · (6.8.).
· Sacramental. 1 NORTH from the dark and storiny sky,
I 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 sought thy rest in vain
Sacramental. 1 THE rock is cleft! with faith draw near;
1 The rock is cleft! ye sinners hear; A fountain issues from the wound,
And mercy's streams are gushing round. 2 Draw near with faith, why linger thus ?
The table's spread, and spread for us :
For sinners spread, who seek for rest. 3 For pilgrims in a thirsty land,
The waters flow at Christ's command.
4 Are any poor? the price is paid :
Are any weak ? oh! why afraid ?
There's hope, and love, and pardon too. 5 All things are ready; Lord, we come,
And round thy table seek our home: Thy word our hope, thy grace our food, Our life and seal, thy living blood.
Rev. J. Punnett. 119. HYMN XXVI. L. M.
For a due Improvement of the Sabbath. i THIS is the day the Lord hath blessid,
1 The day to us in mercy given:
The holy sabbath of his rest, : The pledge and type of rest in heaven. 2 This day within thy courts, O Lord,
Thy saints delight to seek thy face,
· Unfold their wants, implore thy grace. 3 May we the blest assembly join;
To God devote the sacred day;
Look up to heav'n, and learn the way. 4 May we by ev'ry sabbath grow
In grace, humility, and love:
Made fitter for thy rest above.