3 Gethsemane can I forget, 4 When to the cross I turn my eyes, O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice, 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, A Communion Hymn. 1 HERE, in the broken bread, FURNESS. 2 Yes, that our souls might live, 3 0 thou who didst allow Thy Son to suffer thus, Father, what more couldst thou have done 4 We are persuaded now, That nothing can divide Thy children from thy boundless love, 5 Who died to make us sure Of mercy, truth, and peace; And from the power and pains of sin 603 L. M. Communion Hymn. WATTS. 1 HOW are thy glories here displayed, Great God, how bright they shine, While at thy word we break the bread, And pour the flowing wine! 2 Thy saints attend, with every grace,. And Love appears with cheerful face, 3 Our Hope in waiting posture sits, 604 S. M. FURNESS. A Communion Hymn. 1 O FOR a prophet's fire, O for an angel's tongue, To speak the mighty love of Him 2 In vain our hearts attempt, In language meet, to tell How through a thousand sorrows burned 3 Yet would we praise that love, Come, gather round this table, then, 4 Here, in the bread and wine, O, with what power they speak! 6 And shall they plead in vain Forbid it, God, while through our veins 605 C. M. E. TAYLOR. Proper Dispositions for the Communion. 1 O, HERE, if ever, God of love, And every thought harmonious move, 2 Not here, where met to think on him 3 No, gracious Master, not in vain The peace thou gav'st may yet remain, 4 "Thy kingdom come; we watch, we wait, To hear thy cheering call, When heaven shall ope its glorious gate, 606 S. M. PARADISE ST. COL. Grateful Remembrance of Christ. 1 JESUS, the Friend of man, 2 Here we survey that love Which spoke in every breath, 3 Then let our powers unite, His honored name to raise ; 4 And while we share the gifts O, may our hearts, to all mankind, 473 607 C. M. For Communicants. BEDDONE. 1 YE followers of the Prince of Peace, 2 The love which all his bosom filled, 3 Let each the sacred law fulfil; Be every temper formed by love, 4 Let none who call themselves his friends, Disgrace the honored name; But, by a near resemblance, prove 608 L. M. Crucifixion to the World. WATTS. 1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross, And pour contempt on all my pride. |